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Pimped Out, Dripped Out
by THS Cal
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(It's TSand, fool!)
Aye, aye, aye
Got me feeling pimped out when I'm dripped out
Getting money, I don't gotta trip now
Niggas mad I got a bust down on my wrist now
You was hating, but we getting rich now
Niggas swear they tote all them blicks in them pics, on that cap shit
You not a hood nigga, boy you a catfish
Don't hit my line, you ain't talkin' no cash shit
Call him 6ix9ine 'cause he fucked on a rat bitch
I'm the man if you don't know who it is
Real nigga, never needed a bitch
Why you lovin' on them goofy niggas baby? Come and fuck with the kid
And we can pull up to the cut in a Benz
I ain't worried 'bout a homie or a partner, I'm up dog shit
They done took the love up out my heart, I know I lost it
I don't fuck with niggas 'cause they steady on that soft shit
I'm a savage nigga, all I need me is a boss bitch
Aye, saucy nigga with the money, ask your bitch about me
She done hit my line and told a nigga she can't live without me
I'mma dominate the city, don't you ever doubt me
Making all these moves, every day I'm in a different county
You ain't no stepper, and you ain't no killer
You ain't a real bitch, you be fuckin' different niggas
Got me feeling pimped out when I'm dripped out
Getting money, I don't gotta trip now
Niggas mad I got a bust down on my wrist now
You was hating, but we getting rich now
Niggas swear they tote all them blicks in them pics, on that cap shit
You not a hood nigga, boy you a catfish
Don't hit my line, you ain't talkin' no cash shit
Call him 6ix9ine 'cause he fucked on a rat bitch
I'm that nigga, I done did it again
See I done hit it, now she telling her friends
Other night I had Sharyna over, we was coming heat in the Benz
Today it's Leah and she bringing a friend
But every night and every day, I'm steady staying on the grind nigga
Bitches come and go, but with this money, it's your time nigga
Running to that bag, it ain't no worries on my mind nigga
We'll be on yo head if you talkin' outta line nigga
We ain't lovin' on no bitches, we ain't lovin' on no ho's
We ain't beefin' with no goofy, we ain't cuffin' on no ho's
I been running up this pape and I don't really got no woes
And it's strictly only brothers, only rolling wit' the bros, lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch, bitch
Lil' bitch, bitch
Got me feeling pimped out when I'm dripped out
Getting money, I don't gotta trip now
Niggas mad I got a bust down on my wrist now
You was hating, but we getting rich now
Niggas swear they tote all them blicks in them pics on that cap shit
You not a hood nigga, boy you a catfish
Don't hit my line, you ain't talkin' no cash shit
Call him 6ix9ine 'cause he fucked on a rat bitch
(It's TSand, fool!)
Aye, aye, aye
Got me feeling pimped out when I'm dripped out
Getting money, I don't gotta trip now
Niggas mad I got a bust down on my wrist now
You was hating, but we getting rich now
Niggas swear they tote all them blicks in them pics, on that cap shit
You not a hood nigga, boy you a catfish
Don't hit my line, you ain't talkin' no cash shit
Call him 6ix9ine 'cause he fucked on a rat bitch
I'm the man if you don't know who it is
Real nigga, never needed a bitch
Why you lovin' on them goofy niggas baby? Come and fuck with the kid
And we can pull up to the cut in a Benz
I ain't worried 'bout a homie or a partner, I'm up dog shit
They done took the love up out my heart, I know I lost it
I don't fuck with niggas 'cause they steady on that soft shit
I'm a savage nigga, all I need me is a boss bitch
Aye, saucy nigga with the money, ask your bitch about me
She done hit my line and told a nigga she can't live without me
I'mma dominate the city, don't you ever doubt me
Making all these moves, every day I'm in a different county
You ain't no stepper, and you ain't no killer
You ain't a real bitch, you be fuckin' different niggas
Got me feeling pimped out when I'm dripped out
Getting money, I don't gotta trip now
Niggas mad I got a bust down on my wrist now
You was hating, but we getting rich now
Niggas swear they tote all them blicks in them pics, on that cap shit
You not a hood nigga, boy you a catfish
Don't hit my line, you ain't talkin' no cash shit
Call him 6ix9ine 'cause he fucked on a rat bitch
I'm that nigga, I done did it again
See I done hit it, now she telling her friends
Other night I had Sharyna over, we was coming heat in the Benz
Today it's Leah and she bringing a friend
But every night and every day, I'm steady staying on the grind nigga
Bitches come and go, but with this money, it's your time nigga
Running to that bag, it ain't no worries on my mind nigga
We'll be on yo head if you talkin' outta line nigga
We ain't lovin' on no bitches, we ain't lovin' on no ho's
We ain't beefin' with no goofy, we ain't cuffin' on no ho's
I been running up this pape and I don't really got no woes
And it's strictly only brothers, only rolling wit' the bros, lil' bitch
Lil' bitch
Lil' bitch, bitch
Lil' bitch, bitch
Got me feeling pimped out when I'm dripped out
Getting money, I don't gotta trip now
Niggas mad I got a bust down on my wrist now
You was hating, but we getting rich now
Niggas swear they tote all them blicks in them pics on that cap shit
You not a hood nigga, boy you a catfish
Don't hit my line, you ain't talkin' no cash shit
Call him 6ix9ine 'cause he fucked on a rat bitch
