Lyrics:
turned it into somethin', boy
'Cause I can't leave this filthy game without my Almond Joy
You want 'em? I got 'em drippin' like water
You want 'em? I got
she can’t afford to choose a fee
Cause it’s nothing but pimpin
They know it when I’m fucking with her
I’m a live and die by the rules o the game
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
My price went up
Tryna get this set up
Some homies felons (ah ah)
That dude like Soulja Boy cause he tell 'em
I don't know that random
He ain't
ain't no need to stall
I don't run or walk now so I can give it to em all
[Hook: Nelly]
Say hold up, wait a minute
Lemme put some pimpin' in it
it pimpin, gone and tell the bitch get in
And she can slide and feel the vibes too, shawdy you know how I do
Pull hoes wit out tryin to, buss a few
I dedicate this song
To everybody
Who's felt pain
Deep pain
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Oooo, tell me
Oooo, oooo, yeah
Ayo, Empress
Make 'em
won't commit, like
My grandma use 2 tell me, (boy U make my ass itch) what the hell is goin on girls will sell
Themself for class, in the sixties it was
ain't wanna look out for my children
Matter fact, I'm back, I been gettin' stats
Don't fuck with 'em, tell 'em let's do it
Turn boys to men, I'ma get
apologize to your daddy
O.G. Loc, boy, a pimp without a Caddy
Youknowmsayin?
Just a O.G. type brother
I want you to break it down
And tell em about the days
[Intro: Pimpin' Ken]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet
You know what
Mission By The End Of The Night.
(because) My Mind On Money I'm Programmed To Get It,
From Dope Dealin, Pimpin To Hoe Bitches,
I'm From The Riches We Livin
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
Trey Ball in the building
Finna One-Take-Timmy this shit
Shout out Soulja, 2020 my year though
AF Nation
Shout out Big Soulja
Trey Ball tell'em I
em once and tell em go and bring a friend
She ain't seen a real nigga ball in a minute
She ain't seen that money stacked tall to the ceiling
White
[Montell]
I called you on the phone
To see if you was at home alone
Somethin' just ain't right
Tell me, where were you last night?
You were
came home (Ha)
They ain't wanna look out for my children
(Ha) now the fact I'm back, I been
Gettin' stacks, don't fuck with 'em
Tell 'em let's do it
'em in the dirt
Boy you better catch me first
So you finally get hurt murked put 'em in the dirt
Boy you better catch me first
So you finally get
Tryna get it busted down and flood it
Tell me why these fuck niggas hating
I had love for em but they said fuck me
Niggas in the way I'm tryna get paid
So
like atomic and anybody in my way imma fold em'
Wit me n my gilla guerillas wantin ta win it
Boys be tryin ta battle 'cause they want our position but
(I leann)
Soulja boy tell em
Mindless behavior (i leannn)
Watch me watch me
Aye aye
(I leann) watch me do it
(I leannn) soulja boy tell em
Hip Hop is Stuck With Me
I don't fuck around with no, Sneak dissers
Pretty boy ass kissers
Talking foul behind a keyboard, flagging like you a killer
the chat room, my conversation is goin' down
Where you from? Where you at? Lil' momma sho' talkin' nice
I tell her meet me at U of H right by the towers
Lil Baby's baby mother got caught likin' that message (Jayda)
Soulja Boy the first rapper Kanye took off a track
On Drink Champs he told N.O.R.E.
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