Lyrics:
I'm on a Russ Parr thus far, to us stars
This is just us rock, use a nigga guts for the guitars (Put it on)
They getting bodied by an old nigga
Tell
then shoot it
This a big pimpin' game
You been tryna say I could trust you
But been switching yo lanes
I been backpacking
So long that it quickly became
Yeah man this songs called big simpin'
It's kind of like big pimpin'
But the opposite of that, JG talk to em
This ones for all my dogs out their
big ass
We can stay up smokin' big gas
Might crash
Whippin', pimpin' 'round the city
I'll be outside here at LAX, bitch
Don't look for any
rhymes'll split 'em like pimpin', Dom P sippin'
I'm not a baller, haven't even lived it
Women callin', since my days in the crib crawlin'
I plan to live
And y'all cant stop me
Smiling in all my photos
You can tell I'm never slipping
And by the way I talk
You can tell this southern pimpin
I never gave up
Betted
Did everything that I had to do to make it by
Did everything on my own and now that boy so fly
They can't see what I'm doing they tryna ask me why
Vicky lingerie
Candles lit, rose petals on the bed
Blazing hella weed
Concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet you by the dollar
Make you
get yourself a horse and carriage,
Big pimpin'
You can pimp it by marriage,
Until then get it then,
Find yourself and let's begin,
I'm a tell you
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
Vicky lingerie
Candles lit, rose petals on the bed
Blazing hella weed
Concentrating on what's next, be next
Bet you by the dollar
Make you
Welcome.
It is I that you see.
Little boys an girls.... Revelationz.
Listen.
Why do the good die young, an the bad mutha fuckas live fo ever?
'cause
and change clothes i need space, hoe
Let me get it breathin'
Pimpin' in my blood since Nas did "Ether"
Crack a bitch over a cold slice of pizza
I'm young HB,
a flop
Let em know that you ain't having a guap
Cuz your record label never recooped
360 on that ass, they get paid off whatever you do
Big pimpin' on that
mad I got me a bag now he want the smoke but he not a thug
Done made me a Killin by pimpin these bitches and scammin these niggas and sellin these drugs
them os to them packs then big steppin
Turn the trap a whole nother level with tinder matchin
Charger to mustangs and u know i been whippin
Thinking
drink out the bottle she get right on top of it she wanna ride it
Yeah I got your thotty she tryna get by me I'm pimpin these hoes I just feel like I'm
styles make it hard fa u ta ah
Bait, fish off on my plate -- I am so impatient pimpin I just cannot wait I'm just trying breathe my nigga hyperventilate
On the road riding to the beach
She whip the Maserati, no lease
Young boss nigga, Big Meech
Whole squad eating it’s a feast
I’m going down
Kendall
Should've known better than to fucc with me
A lot of niggas talking but they finna get stepped on
I'm still that same youngin that been getting slept on
Big
life is lit when your boyfriend the plug
Under the influence from the under counter drugs
GOT EM'
I aint cuffin nuttin!
Been thuggin, been pimpin, big
it
Player for real
Peep the game that im kicking
Feeling the style like im big pimpin
Im in a drop im on a yacht
I couldn't stop not if i wanted
Don't
& looking cool acting a damn fool stealing all grandma jewels she taught me right from wrong but man these streets rule now I'm a big g big V it's me you see
a generous heart and I keep giving
And that’s my definition of Big Daddy Pimpin’
I hit the gas, hit 100, in the fast lane
With fuego and ice flowing through
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