Lyrics:
Pimp C]
Smoke somethin', bitch!
A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Young Pimp, know what we doin'? (Texas!)
[Chorus: Pimp C
shook
You see doing the shake
The boss spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims
And four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct saying
"He sell X
to take the air
Come on with me cruising down the street
Who knows what you'll see, who you might meet
This brave new world's not like yesterday
It
Cut school, made ten G
Thirteen, trying to get keys
At fifteen, I was full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that
Imma dodge that nigga that put it down for the city
[Chorus: 4X]
cleaner than your
Motherfucking preacher on sunday morning
Me, I run the streets all week, hustle hard
I do work to get by
But bet I be the cleanest
Cut school, made ten G
Thirteen, trying to get keys
At fifteen, I was full-grown
Get wrong, get bust on
My uncle gave me a bunch of work
And that
smother, the situation's grim
It's bloody sin 'cause every time I want out they pull me back in
I see my reflection in the chrome Mack 10
Ask the passer
takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them
chance, you let me come over
Out on the street, I wanna see you, baby
And if by chance, you let me just hold ya
I'm down on my knee, I wanna please you,
pimping you needing (what)
Everyday from me (from a real motherfucking pimp)
But bitch that's all I can see
Any day of the week, when you fucking with me
scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering
Lyrics label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they after me
I'm wanted by the law so
And you'll soon find out it's true
And then you'll have to eat your lunch all by yourself
'Cause I'm already gone
And I'm feelin' strong
I will sing this
By the way that she swang, you can tell she do her thang.
Graduate with honors cause she got that good brain.
Speed it up slow it down, cause she
again
You might say he found a key for every door
When he first came to the mountains his life was far away
On the road and hanging by a song
But
the Taz
see Murder been known to keep the rocks up in the skillet man
Waitin on a kilo they eight I'm straight you dig
What you need ten
CPH low key suite
I hit floor for real pretty
So come down 'n' get gritty
Call me a witty guy, when I high city fly
Looking for a cute shy kitty with
in any town,
But don't let me catch ya
Mentality straight from the see-Town
Where everyday niggas get beat down
Betta think before you run up
I
livin'
Spit all over ya chin
Weezy be on some pimp shit
I see 'em, peep 'em, meet 'em, beep 'em
Later on if she ride
G 'em, freak 'em, by the weekend she
legendary pimp (pimp) by the name of Fresh
Fix hair, fix nails, fix toes, fix breast
But one chick super sick, make every nigga grab his stick
Heart pound
a pathfinder with some tints
Thats all I need my nigga
Throw some 20's on that bitch and get it wrenched
But now I see my nigga
That the worlds a lot bigger
[(Chorus) 16x]
Fuck a bitch, mothafuck a bitch
[Project Pat]
Man its the mack pimp never simp
play these bitches like a chimp-panzee
pass the fine
you can hear that boom
Mayn I'mma pop bout, two three X
And drop my drawas, and take this chewing
See in that M Town, we snort that blow
Turn around
bitch!
Pimp C bitch, aim 3 bitch, a whole key bitch,
Bring me 1, 3 bitch, my Uzi way a ton
I bought a necklace for my dick,
My dick and my nuts gotta
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