Nonfiction
Lyrics
Bitch you blame me of some pimping.
Bitch you blame me of some pimping.
I got a bad bitch that loves bitches.
Our Kush is loud but we Chi pimping.
My ism certified we is on business.
We gon Mack yo bitch tonight nonfiction.
I had to spread my wings and soar on em.
To distract them, I even put some whores on them.
She represents sunshine Harlem Nights.
She a bad bitch from Chicago Heights.
These Vic ass tricks they is all alike.
I’m quick & smooth the way I pick & choose.
Better watch yo feet you is Dela Reese.
Hoes reckless eyeballing but they barely speak.
For this Ism often been ridiculed.
Church on the move.
They say I speak in riddles fool.
Cathedral game big... it belittles you.
Man, I been the shit.
What you finna do?
Keep hundreds in between like an interlude.
Bitches at my crib in they're in the nude.
You asked about this pimping like an interview.
How are you Pimp with no remorse
What has gotten into you?
I got a bad bitch that loves bitches.
Our Kush is loud but we Chi pimping.
My ism certified we is on business.
We gon Mack yo bitch tonight nonfiction.
I got a bad bitch that loves bitches.
Our Kush is loud but we Chi pimping.
My ism certified we is on business.
We gon' Mack yo bitch tonight nonfiction.
Hey man I've often been misconstrued
how I keep some man girls
and some bitches too.
Also, I brought her from them Aldo's.
When I left they say where he at Waldo.
Who’s pimping game Precise?
Man, y’all know.
Haters like this some bull shit Alaldo!
I’m the motherfucking Chi
like Blues Brothers.
Balushi bad bitches eating sushi.
Man yo hoe cannot refuse me.
They tried to say this ism evil
and rebuke me.
How when I’m in the church Nigga?
Macking Vatican...
my ism is the pope nigga.
To my Spanish chicks, I’m Iglesias
and man I stay away from the shady shit.
Hating on me, that is how you get your lady hit
In the backseat of your Mercedes Benz.
I got a bad bitch that love bitches
Our Kush is loud but we Chi pimping
My ism certified we is on business
We gon Mack yo bitch tonight nonfiction
I got a bad bitch that love bitches
Our Kush is loud but we Chi pimping
My ism certified we is on business
We gon Mack yo bitch tonight nonfiction
Man this so mother fucking 100
With this pimping mother fucking
Altitude in which I’ve reached.
You know what I’m talking bout.
Might as well gone head & grab your mother fucking oxygen mask since we above 30,000 feet of this mother fucking ism stratosphere in which we then reached.
You know what I’m talking bout?
We going into orbit with this church hood.
You know what I’m talking bout?
Matter fact the church is what the church is but we growing & expanding so we had to take to cathedral pimping. You know what I’m talking bout?
This mother fucking Vatican pimping.
Vatican stacking church is definitely on the move & got damnit I’m the true example that this mother fucking ism really did just happen.
Get yo mother fucking mind right for the limelight. Fuck with the mother fucking church & you’ll have the mother fucking possibility to shine bright.
Cathedral! Ism!
Writer(s): Gabriel Alberto Azucena, Le Crae Devaughn Moore
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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