Lyrics:
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
Multiply that number by ten
You get a lot of answers
When you want a dildo in their ass
That's not for me
Boy sit down have a seat
Then add a wink I see your
know a ton
Of followers in Instagram
And I’m a f star using filters
If you can just shoot me for my life-style?
Hi hey sir point How are you?
You
It's only the man in me
God forgive me, this man deceased (God forgive me)
We'll cut off your hands, come see (hey)
Rup up and score on the opps by
and I'm filthy rich
And by the way, dude, I been fuckin' your bitch
And I get her buck naked ridin' up in the 'Vette
And every time she see me her pussy get
out the opps
Bro, it's so simple, them man are simping
Katt Williams, I stay pimpin'
Catch me in Dubai with the shakes and the Arabs and the princes
Cause bitches all over want to get fucked
I just need one with a lot of butt
Me and my homie rollin' and smokin'
Flat booty bitches took over Oakland
I've heard many stories about how he made people all around the world fall in love
Well I got a call just the other day
Telling me where Cupid was
These niggas wan' fight me, grab my pipe, it shoot shit up in here just like Spike Lee (grr)
Write back my nigga that write me, gotta watch what I say,
speak for me, I'm pimpin' on Alexa
Gxxd Trxuble, baby
I took losses just to win on some squad shit (Yeah, yeah)
I've been through a whole lot of shit
You know what it is, pimpin' king in the building
All about the millions, no time to play with children
Call me when you grown up, nigga, I'm an owner
got childhood scars in the streets of my life
Girls laughed, now they beggin' to be Mix-A-Lot's wife
The new breed is here, vigilante's of rap
Got eyes
dirty dishes
But the Genie in the Lamp gave Tash like 30 wishes
First I wished for health 'cause I be thinkin' bout myself
I be drinkin' by myself,
[E-40]
You got the beat turned up in my ear a little mo'?
(Aight) Let's go
Uhh, a little more volume pimp YEAH, okay
Just tell me when... yeah
Friday Saturday
Don't let no girl no bitch (hey) no man no nigga get in my way
I keep my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (.45
I'm doin' doughnuts, the homies go nuts
See when Dogg in the town, nigga, we turn up
Off that mothafuckin' E-4-O mango-scotto (yes sir)
Nigga, we sip
or she don't sleep
Pussy just a piece of meat another means to eat
Bitches playin like the wayin so I stay in the game
Pimpin hard on these niggaz cuz
Hustle and Young Money
I hope you niggas bought money (HA-HAAAA) let's go
You know what it is, pimpin' king in the building (okay)
All about
could you take there, where?
I don’t really care
Put your hands in the air…
And just dance with me! Just dance with me!
Hands up in hair, she winding down
* originally appeared on "Funkmaster Flex IV"
Boy, t's about to get real scurry up in here
You got the original Break Da Law's up in here for you
get fucked and get some head?
'Cause bitches all over wanna get fucked
I just need one with a lot of butt
Me and my homie rollin' and smokin'
Flat
the elevator way, way up)
Ladies in Montreal, femme de la France
Uh, shake that ass, shake that ass
Ladies in Montreal, femme de la France
Uh, just dance,
an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
we gotta stay straight, mane
Robbin' and workin' these hoes, fool, it ain't no thang
I even got virgins servin' for me in some other nations
Pimpin
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