Lyrics:
Watch out!
I see you on the street, and you walk on by
You make me wanna hang my head down and cry
If you gave me half a chance you'd see
My
the bottom, way down in Key West
Key West is the place to go
Down by the Gulf of Mexico
Beyond the sea, beyond the shifting sand
Key West is the gateway
P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
be a better playa than me
When I first got to the club
It was cool to fuck
Walked passed these hoes and they looked
Me up and back down again recognize
P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
on these hittas
Batter batter swang
Batter batter swang
Two eighty five to seventy five south bound
Pimps up
H*** down
Hot 97 V103 ain't nobody f****** wit
And there are many rooms to see
But I left by the back door
And I threw away the key
And I threw away the key
Yeah, I threw away the key
Yeah, I
because the South Side finna reck (Swang)
South side still holding
Wood grain remote controlling Down here we swang left to right at a pace
Better known
profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be giant sized,
Come to my school. Get pimp-matized.
In your school, what do they
Watch out!
I see you on the street, and you walk on by
You make me wanna hang my head down and cry
If you gave me half a chance you'd see
My
Intro (Fat Pat)
N****z betta see a n***a roll
Shorts down and I'm rollin' on 84's
Chorus (Fat Pat)
Swang-swang and I swang and I swang to the left
bands
If you wanna see some real ass, baby, here's your chance
As I say, left cheek, right cheek, drop it low, then swang (swang)
Texas up in this
how all my niggas know
Blowin dro, 24s, that's how all my niggas roll
In a drop top chevy with the roof wide open
My partners looking at me to see
years
You can't understand the 2000 in here?
Motherfuckers wanna put they mack down
Wanna put they soder down
Let a bitch do what she wanna do
If she
uh uh
They ain't even believe they tried to
Throw dirt on my name
Now I hop out bust down VVS when
I let my chains swang yeah
Blinded by yo love I
Pimp C]
Smoke somethin', bitch!
A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Young Pimp, know what we doin'? (Texas!)
[Chorus: Pimp C
on this, ten toes in the dirt
Half a century, feel the pimp in me
I know you can (I know you can)
Don't nobody gotta tell you once again
(Never gotta
Pimp C]
Smoke somethin', bitch!
A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Young Pimp, know what we doin'? (Texas!)
[Chorus: Pimp C
my B's?
Never could you take my G's
I'm a Po P-I-M-P
Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes, plenty
Comin straight from the Windy
Choppin' up tens and twenties,
pie?
We'll snap for your slice of life, I'm tellin' ya why
I hear that mother nature now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody
know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp see nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off,
Ten-a-keys, every muhfuckin' state
When we touch down
(Go right from the plane to the Range)
When we touch down
(On a private plane, gettin' brains, 'til
playa than me
When I first got to the club, it was cool to fuck
Walked passed these hoes and they looked me up
And back down again recognize a pimp
(Make sure to roll one, pour one, smoke one)
(Yeah)
RIP Pimp C
RIP
RIP Pimp C
RIP
RIP Pimp C
RIP
I see you... breaking it down, rollin' it up
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