Po Pimp

[00:01.12] Chorus: johnny p
[00:01.87] Do you wanna riiide?
[00:03.60] In the backseat, of a caddy
[00:05.55] Chop it up, with do or die
[00:07.94] Do you wanna riiide?
[00:10.35] In the backseat, of a caddy
[00:12.27] Chop it up, with do or die
[00:13.67] Verse one: belo
[00:14.14] Seven double oh p.m.
[00:15.47] Fly low to them hoes in the b-m
[00:17.17] Sippin seagram, chewin on a weed stem
[00:19.28] Touchin on my fo' fin
[00:20.63] Move it to the back so I can see who beepin this po pimp
[00:23.03] Spring to the phone with a slow limp
[00:24.78] In a trip that shitted with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10
[00:27.56] Three line connection
[00:28.82] As the rest of them wanted affection
[00:30.47] Just bring the weed, we got the drinks you need
[00:32.32] And plus we strapped with two protections
[00:34.26] I put the phone in the hook, then I pause for a minute
[00:36.20] Cause I forgot where I met the hoe
[00:37.47] And the feeling I've forgotten if the hoes wanna snap
[00:39.04] I straight up check the hoe, really doe
[00:40.67] To the crib
[00:42.36] Chorus
[00:43.01] Verse two: ak-47, belo
[00:54.59] Seven deuce five, the ride the point to spot the live hoes
[00:57.53] Three miles per hour
[00:58.82] Like we runnin up on some ri-vals
[01:01.27] Never to deny though, these bitches look fly 'lo
[01:03.02] Introduce myself
[01:04.43] A to the motherfuckin k finna recognize
[01:06.45] Then I loose myself juice myself
[01:08.04] As you take one pull, uhh, pass it to the left and umm
[01:11.49] Self-centered niggaz'll take two pulls 'cause they thinkin about samplin umm
[01:14.79] P-i, m-p, ology, but logically
[01:17.79] We learnin these hoes biology, and obviously, well...
[01:21.46] Mmm, ain't this some shit, pull up in the c-a
[01:24.66] D-i, double-l, with ah a-c, a-c hoes
[01:28.33] They peep those, p-i, m-p, and they think that automatically
[01:32.04] Cause he's a pimp, he gotta be, full of that
[01:34.84] M-o, n-e, but why?
[01:37.32] Cause nigga be sportin nice cars and fancy clothes
[01:40.27] Fresh jewels girbaud flexin one five oh (chop chop)
[01:42.38] Chop up that paper hoe, chop up that paper hoe
[01:44.40] Watch where your lips go, caress my tip slow
[01:47.04] To the tempo, instrumental
[01:48.70] Real simple when you fuckin with a pimp doe
[01:50.37] Get involved in the backseat
[01:51.86] Let's have me in the cab betcha mess with ya young ass
[01:54.17] Smokin on that finest grass
[01:55.37] Never miss what you never had, at last
[01:57.03] P-i, m-p, ology, but logically
[02:00.10] We learnin these hoes biology, and obviously, well...
[02:03.13] Chorus
[02:15.00] Verse three: tung twista
[02:15.52] Well a motherfucker might be broke and shit
[02:16.73] And then collecting no dough from tips
[02:17.94] But I be spittin mo' game than a mouthful of poker chips
[02:19.54] To get them hoes with the open lips and the provokin hips
[02:21.71] And never gotta tell her many lies
[02:22.96] I been lookin in the city skies, get up in the kitty's thighs
[02:25.08] Cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence, good sex
[02:26.96] Peanut butter complex and some pretty eyes
[02:28.39] Pity cries on my strategy side, yo anatomy gotta be
[02:30.47] Right, gotta be to flatter me right?
[02:32.05] But if the head the bomb c'mon suck a nigga dick
[02:33.58] Members of my click, wanna see what that'd be like
[02:35.04] I know you wanna try that, to the rhythm of a high hat
[02:37.42] Don't be bogus and deny that
[02:38.92] I done got a hoe and all my fellas on a train
[02:40.38] While she lie back, now motherfucker can you buy that?
[02:42.18] Where your ride at?
[02:43.24] On the passenger side of your hoe
[02:44.66] Tryin ta come up on another g
[02:45.85] The broad all up under me tryin ta smother me
[02:47.44] Lookin love-ly while I roll another 'B' suddenly
[02:49.20] She learned that I don't deal with emotions
[02:50.76] But when we in the room she rubbin me with lotion
[02:52.71] Comin like an ocean coastin have a cig thinking
[02:54.67] Me and do or die dig drinkin love potion
[02:55.83] The word that was never said
[02:57.58] Twisted be givin women dick in the bed, until they sick in the head
[02:59.51] And if I ever leave whoever dead
[03:00.84] They ain't trickin the feds or spittin game but it's chicken and bread
[03:03.02] Kickin them legs in the air like a playa do
[03:04.41] Then belittle in a day or two
[03:05.86] After words i'ma slay a crew
[03:07.36] Now that's some pimp type shit that b-low and ak'll do
[03:10.65] Wearing gray and blue
[03:11.21] If a hoe wanna holler then you a playa if you hit them ends
[03:12.67] And get the dividends
[03:13.52] But you a pimp if you can get the same hoe to wanna freak your friends
[03:15.79] Cause I studied p-i, m-p, ology, but logically
[03:19.23] Be learnin these hoes biology, obviously, well...
[03:23.02] Chorus
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