Pimp Shit
Lyrics
I knew one day, I was finna be a rich nigga
I been dreaming bout this shit nigga
Four figures, five figures, six figures, young nigga, top shotta, big steppa
Mo paper, mo haters, red laser, brown liquor, no chaser
Big smoker, roll that dope up, like chief keef bitch I hate being somber
Minnesota, heart colder
Show me different, stick shifting, get missing
This grow man business
Double cross meh, I need a kidney, I'm not kidding, I'm that wicked
Money calling, I see you later bro I'm outty
Sup shawty before I knew it panties falling
Pimp shit, this some real pimp shit
Nigga still keep the cane but ion walk wit a limp
Grim reaper how I'm murdering on the track
Got four hoes in the back tryna get splack
Got my dawg wit meh and we big chilling
Freak hoes getting loose it's time to get jiggy
Giggiity giggity
Smooth like Pretty Ricky, bitch don't leave no hickey
Beat that pussy like a slave call me Mississippi
Call me Virginia how I'm slaving all these thots
Bitch called a boycott talking bout she want out
So we let the hoe out and got back to the gwap
Back to the cheese, back to the bread, back to the basics
The way these niggas running they need to start rocking asics
Ask me for some money I told her ian got a jc
Jc penny, but bitch I got a plenty
Plenty ain't enough
Pimp shit, this some real pimp shit
Nigga still keep the cane but ion walk wit a limp
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Pimp shit, this some real pimp shit
Nigga still keep the cane but ion walk wit a limp
I knew one day, I was finna be a rich nigga
I been dreaming bout this shit nigga
Four figures, five figures, six figures, young nigga, top shotta, big steppa
Mo paper, mo haters, red laser, brown liquor, no chaser
Big smoker, roll that dope up, like chief keef bitch I hate being somber
Minnesota, heart colder
Show me different, stick shifting, get missing
This grow man business
Double cross meh, I need a kidney, I'm not kidding, I'm that wicked
Money calling, I see you later bro I'm outty
Sup shawty before I knew it panties falling
Pimp shit, this some real pimp shit
Nigga still keep the cane but ion walk wit a limp
Grim reaper how I'm murdering on the track
Got four hoes in the back tryna get splack
Got my dawg wit meh and we big chilling
Freak hoes getting loose it's time to get jiggy
Giggiity giggity
Smooth like Pretty Ricky, bitch don't leave no hickey
Beat that pussy like a slave call me Mississippi
Call me Virginia how I'm slaving all these thots
Bitch called a boycott talking bout she want out
So we let the hoe out and got back to the gwap
Back to the cheese, back to the bread, back to the basics
The way these niggas running they need to start rocking asics
Ask me for some money I told her ian got a jc
Jc penny, but bitch I got a plenty
Plenty ain't enough
Pimp shit, this some real pimp shit
Nigga still keep the cane but ion walk wit a limp
Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp
Pimp shit, this some real pimp shit
Nigga still keep the cane but ion walk wit a limp
Writer(s): ALEX WASHINGTON, ARIELL GUIRTY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid, Universal Music Publishing Group
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