Lyrics:
wanna see us fuck buy the tape at the corner store
Queen Bee gettin stung by Too Sheezee
I'm smokin indo, buzzin with the breezee
I'll teach you all about
of these haters
Plottin trying to take my life
I watch the game
Pimp every time I move and throw them bows
Guarantee that I don't lose
How do I ride
You mean
here, daddy it's the pioneer group
Put the needle on the record
I've got things to do to you i'm faded
All the pimps are down on
Me 'cause I want you now
alright?
Over olive oil and dinner bun.
In your eyes I see,
The flicker of the candlelight.
The smell of rosemary and butter,
Man, we’re doin' alright!
boy comes bearing gifts with his buns and cake
I see he's risen from the dead I'm feeling thrilled
Zombie Santa, he's the same handsome bloke I killed
to A-Z, Compton to Brook-nam
Fifth Ward hitters pimp be (pimp be)
School Craft to Grape Street, Harlem to 8th Street
Ninth Ward killers throw it up
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
time somebody checked you, you bitch ass punk
I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the truth
Real niggas, bring out the ho in you
Us pimp
time somebody checked you, you bitch ass punk
I heard you slapped ya woman cause she told ya the truth
Real niggas, bring out the ho in you
Us pimp
Big Hawk, DJ Screw, Big Moe and Pimp C
I'm a Shine for my city fuck them haters talkin' down
So holla at a nigga when you see me walkin' round
07 was
(Do it, do it)
It was once said by Black Thought that "Things fall apart"
Knew I shouldn't have been messin' with dude's girl from start
But I pimp
get burned with pure unleaded/ 'cause the plan they had was so bald-headed/the skullduggery is threatening and targeting my arteries
You have to be
You couldn't be a better playa than me
Even if you fucked every day of the week
I know you think you got it like
I be fuckin' hoes every day
[Intro:]
Yep, Davjoa Voo bun dem out
Fadda God say fi me fi bun down Saddam and Gomara so
When mi done with dem, dem nah do live fi see tomorrow
over
There by your record label, huh?
You see me up there, real big
Yeah! In a real flamboyant way!
You see the 'Beautiful' single blowin' up!
All in
The Casanova legend must have been true"
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by the name, Lois Lane"
"And you could be my boyfriend,
our kids
Too many brothers caged in the Pen
Engagin' a bid, enslaved by the pigs
If it wasn't for crooked cops that pop shots grazin' our wig
That
shrimps
Dikembe Mutombo, blockin' all attempts
Niggaz ain't pimps
Tuggin' elbows, when you walk by
Compliment you on your toes
Heard all the cons now
compete
Baby give me all your L.O.V.E.
You a real B.A.N.D.I.T.
I ain't tryna be no P.I.M.P.
I'm just tryna give you all my T.I.M.E.
Black sand beach
Or red
When I was a young boy
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band
He said, "Son, when you grow up
Would you be the savior of the broken
feel the shame and disgust
Pay now, step inside and lose your mind now
Time goes by then I start to see
The control I had is now chattered in me
Can
(what), 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
got to be a bad boy
Okay, come out and play
Ya'll clowns Need to get down
Or get out the way i'm a live round
Shot to your head by Doc Dre ain't too
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