live good Got a pocket full of cheese Yellow on my dick Every fucking day I'm on some pimped-out shit [Verse 3: Pimp C] [?] Bitch, I don't know you Never seen a pimp
it And if I tell a bitch turn a trick she gon' try it Too $hort baby, I drive a Mercedes Benz Spittin' this game since 1980 beotch (Beotch) Ask my nigga Pimp C
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C It ain't a hoe out there
some mo' simplistic pimp shit on Slim's shit and star rise like Limp Bizkit (Limp Bizkit) Throw on 'Guilty Conscience' at concerts and watch mosh pits till motherfuckers knock each other
, blast through the speakers With a wifebeater on, Bushe below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk Pimp
songs I coulda sworn he said he had a pocket full of stones Am I wrong? Hell yeah, I don't know who that is I don't know no Pimp C, all I know is I
everybody know me Way down in McNolly, they feelin' me wodie (You should be here), but you can catch me in Houston, with Bun and Pimp C [C] Or in Miami
now baby be mine (Ja Rule) C'mon and get a piece of this late-night lover You know, the one that swing dick like no other (shit) I know, I got a lot
it four anything else (Vitamin C pills and orange juice) what are you drinking gin (no dude its the shroomz) the shroomz? (what?) yeah thats some other
can't you tell I really sold those deuces (yup) The squares are white, the tape is black (what else) The wait is over, the real is back (ayy) [Chorus] Lil momma wanna holla at a pimp (pimp
and what was me, I found out other MC's been tryin to find ya route (haha) It's ill when MC's used to be on other shit (yeah, c'mon) Took home "Life after
through the speakers With a wife beater on, bushes below, a new pair of sneakers Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk Pimp
Yo, Ice, man, we halfway done with the album, man You been throwing all this strong dope, stupid fly, pimp shit But what's up with the sex rhymes You
the projects A fly brother that is hard to figure I punch hos and I smack up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a player Sometimes I bum hip-hop,the other
, bring the beats and I'm ( ? ) [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ] Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall Stutter, softer than melted butter There's no other
shovel's for drama, need I say more? Got the fat stash spot under my passenger floor That's for the other strap, the automatic type I gotta keep it close
O. in I did want one these niggas to say that I'm not the same Pick a road cause where you drivin is not a lane And rest in peace to Pimp C life is not
Snoop Snoop When the pimp's in the crib ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it
