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Pimp Case
by Westtsew x Mouthpie$e
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(Yea)
(If ain't Bananas & Ham I ain't on that shit, ya dig)
(Damn right fuckin right)
Yeah mane
You knew better you do better know talmbout
Gotta be careful mane you gotta watch out these hoes sneaky
Slimey, grimey and creepy, feel me
Gotta stay on your toes
Your antennas up
Eyes wide open you feel me
My ex hoe just called me up, ain't heard from this bitch in months
Tf she want, curiosity killed the mack I ain't gone front
I asked her where she been at, she said she ain't been happy
She miss her Daddy, want me to swoop her up in my big blue Caddy
Look lil' bitch you got some money, I ain't thirsty I'm hungry
So if you choosin I ain't movin unless you got sum'n fa me
She said yes, wish she had never left
Yeah bitch I bet, foot on her neck
Meet me at the same spot we first met
Damn right I slide, arrived at the time I said I would
Bendin corners with my pinky ring shinin
ridin leather & wood
It's gone be better than good, this hoe walk up with a trap
It's gone be fucked up shit outta luck I walk into a trap
Leave your message after the tone
Now she ain't answering the phone, I should've known
My bottom bish had told me leave the hoe alone
I knew as soon as I seen them flashing lights on that big black truck
Young ass dumb ass punk ass bish had set me up, damn
And that's just how that shit be happening too
Its sharks in the water, snakes in the grass
I know you want them big cars, clothes & jewelry
But what you gonna do when your lifestyle being judged by the jury
It might look glamour life to you
When you see me riding, designer down to the floor
But one thing you gotta know, everything that glitters ain't gold
I felt betrayed at worse, thought it was a mistake at first
'Til I looked and seen my face plastered all over their paperwork
I ain't just bump my head, I tripped & then fell, sittin in jail
My very first court date, them crackers trippled my bail
Barely said a word to me, ain't even ask me no questions
A snitch their only evidence, bish gone need witness protection
Living off the earnings & furnishing transportation, fuck was happening
Upgraded, to sexual slavery & human trafficking
But wait, there's more, charges on another page
Shit was strange, teenage, run a way, underage
Oh that explains everything, I ain't even know her real name
So that's why that birth certificate I ordered never came
Then my lawyer walked in the court room, pin striped suit with a limp
Private attorney with a pinky ring, looking like a pimp
Got my bond reduced, ooh, you deserve a standing ovation
All my priors, still don't know how I got off with only probation (thank God)
True story
I can't make this up
I can't make this up
I can't make this up
(Yea)
(If ain't Bananas & Ham I ain't on that shit, ya dig)
(Damn right fuckin right)
Yeah mane
You knew better you do better know talmbout
Gotta be careful mane you gotta watch out these hoes sneaky
Slimey, grimey and creepy, feel me
Gotta stay on your toes
Your antennas up
Eyes wide open you feel me
My ex hoe just called me up, ain't heard from this bitch in months
Tf she want, curiosity killed the mack I ain't gone front
I asked her where she been at, she said she ain't been happy
She miss her Daddy, want me to swoop her up in my big blue Caddy
Look lil' bitch you got some money, I ain't thirsty I'm hungry
So if you choosin I ain't movin unless you got sum'n fa me
She said yes, wish she had never left
Yeah bitch I bet, foot on her neck
Meet me at the same spot we first met
Damn right I slide, arrived at the time I said I would
Bendin corners with my pinky ring shinin
ridin leather & wood
It's gone be better than good, this hoe walk up with a trap
It's gone be fucked up shit outta luck I walk into a trap
Leave your message after the tone
Now she ain't answering the phone, I should've known
My bottom bish had told me leave the hoe alone
I knew as soon as I seen them flashing lights on that big black truck
Young ass dumb ass punk ass bish had set me up, damn
And that's just how that shit be happening too
Its sharks in the water, snakes in the grass
I know you want them big cars, clothes & jewelry
But what you gonna do when your lifestyle being judged by the jury
It might look glamour life to you
When you see me riding, designer down to the floor
But one thing you gotta know, everything that glitters ain't gold
I felt betrayed at worse, thought it was a mistake at first
'Til I looked and seen my face plastered all over their paperwork
I ain't just bump my head, I tripped & then fell, sittin in jail
My very first court date, them crackers trippled my bail
Barely said a word to me, ain't even ask me no questions
A snitch their only evidence, bish gone need witness protection
Living off the earnings & furnishing transportation, fuck was happening
Upgraded, to sexual slavery & human trafficking
But wait, there's more, charges on another page
Shit was strange, teenage, run a way, underage
Oh that explains everything, I ain't even know her real name
So that's why that birth certificate I ordered never came
Then my lawyer walked in the court room, pin striped suit with a limp
Private attorney with a pinky ring, looking like a pimp
Got my bond reduced, ooh, you deserve a standing ovation
All my priors, still don't know how I got off with only probation (thank God)
True story
I can't make this up
I can't make this up
I can't make this up