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Boogie Pimps

Don't you want.... [x 8] don't you want somebody to love don't you need somebody to love Wouldn't you love somebody to love You better find somebody

Coro: Chi ce l'ha con me? Chi ce l'ha con me? Quanti sguardi neri... quanti volti scuri... quanti occhi che... che si accendono su me... ye - ye - ye

up!!! All gwan put your hands up in de air and turn around with your face to the ground Stick up!!! Here we go Who are the pimps? Who are the pimps

quick Now the smell of the pen has got them sick to the stomach Now ask yourself, who’s stupid? I take funky funky beats and I loop it And pimp slap

to brawl cause i got heart like De La Jolia and if you still don't know then I'll show ya. 'Cause I'm a straight refugee like L-Boogie. Never go limp

high bid Suckers you've lost 'cause players you're not, gangstas you ain't You're faintin', punk, if you ever heard a gunshot Yo, the pusher, the player, the pimp

that thang, shake that thang) Listen, women lace ?em, g for a jet from ?em Twist ?em, crooked, cell phone numbers, private Flip ?em, change ?em, prissy and boogie

, I do the freak y'all I keep the buddha to last me through the week y'all Come take a trip on my cosmic movie boogie flicks Far beyond space so niggaz

touch the kinks and sinks into the sounds She frequents the fatter joints called undergrounds Our funk zooms like you hit the Mary Jane They flock to booms man boogie