Lyrics:
off by sprayin' beer in your face
So the '94 to them, I'm for my niggas that remember
Means I'm steppin' to the mic with lyrics colder than December
a twenty year cliffhanger Sly Stallone
Now I'm back like behind you
I couldn't be more back if I was your spine dude
Spittin rhymes like I chew Skoal
never
be a beter man
I keep a steady hand
I proably sell my glands
Help your wifey get a man just by how she stand
Yea its in my blood
Im something lik
oh
Get it get it go go go
Money money oh oh
Get it get it go go go
Money money oh oh
Get it get it go go go
Won't see me with a snitch no punk ass
Girl you hypnotic notic
Girl Move your body body
You put them heels on just take off the denim
I'm a pimp by blood Its in my genes like venom
cll my
a virgin, because I could never lose
Yeah I'm beating up this beat, you can call this song abuse
Girl, I bought you flowers, even though Philly a pimp
In my
In fact let's leave it that's that let's see who gets the last laugh
I cross my heart and hope to die swear to God the ghostly side
Makes some moves
Verse 1:
Forbidden fruit, you are from the wrong tree,
lust used by the enemy,
Soul ties feel connected deep-ly
After climaxing I'm feeling weary,
macaroni
But I'm by my lonely
Staying stray from phony's
Always saying Ima dawg well you could gon disown me
Keep yo business kept cuz I don't wanna hear
vest
Till I see skin
Like rip jeans
We can't kill you we kill kins
King coming back for his throne n!gga
King Kong in this bitch like a fetus n!gga
Kick
Selah ah ah ah ah ahh
It ain't hard to tell, who's a pimp and who's a ho today
I'm so dope, you could get a deal off my throwaways
But here's the deal
demise
Karmas not alive
It is "i", I bring savages when "i" open backs and tear out spines
Make a stick to pimp walk to the wake and cry
What patient in
felt so bad that I even hit
Not on purpose, not by mistake
I just had to fucking risk-take
She lurking now, I know that she hate
Mosh pit brazy, I see
election been favored by all the player niggas/
No explanation wit it I be damm I fake wit niggas/
Different digits as the president/ baby I’m the one
So DD check this out man
Why is pimps (Round 4)
Why is it perceived as being so evil
And gangsters are so accepted?
Tell us about it man.
Ya know
This be wavy California
Ninja game I sneak up on y’a
Get swept up by my aroma
Head to toe in Damir Doma
Game so tight so tight it’s over
Peace
I got caught up in lust and ish
I got sidetracked by looks and glitz
You got hypnotized off these hips
Let those subtle words jump off ya lips
You
you
And I yam from the line
Pour up for A$AP, R.I.P. Pimp C
R.I.P. Trayvon, that nigga look just like me
Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo
That my little
Soldiers but never held a gun
Much less had to point it
So even if they did see combat
The highest rank would
Be major disappointment
But never have I
Pimp, D eggy, eggy, eggy
I go deep, deep, deep in that pussy like damn
I got heat, heat, heat
'Boutta bust all in her hair (Ah)
Watch me skeet,
stand by
While they go pimp my ride
I don't see one tv
I need bout 6 inside
I need my wrist on ice
I need a list of my rights
Right on the dashboard
So
can't give no fucks no more
I gotta tell them how I feel
I can't show no love no more
They gonna stab me once again
Family in my business tryna see
What I
it then, im on my way, just to go spilling a dime,
PND all on repeat, think I heard it the whole time, (hey, hey)
I gatta be on my way, gatta catch my
Wrapped by more ice than a broken wrist
Got ability to make missy a little tipsy
I'm more PIMP than Mississippi (git it? Uh)
I know you like to show
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