Lyrics:
don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having
Every time it's the same old thing,
You bring me out like a beauty queen
I don't mind if you play your game
'Cause I know I'll make you scream my
shop, and get the phat dough
Tired of y'all, mostly inspired by y'all
So what the deal now, blinking with us or put your shield down
Faggot, fuck fuck
blessings don’t fall from the sky like bird shit
Only him and momma she was gone all the time working
He home alone often ended up puttin work in
First it’s
as the one by too many
Now I can't give my heart to any
Cept' the family
I love that my family ain't friendly
Only time that we mention suicides is when
you to break, make your first mistake
Can't ignore it
Now it's hard not to kill n*ggaz
It's like a full time job not to kill n*ggaz, can't chill
then we snuk upstairs
Step by step with a hint of fear
We got into my room, bitch started to scream
Momma busted in with a fucked up scene
Shirt
crisis Man
He not who he say is and I cannot be fooled
Was raised with the wolf pack
And it's a full moon
Sheep in wolves clothing
You and I both know
rap
All my shit hard like a pimp slap
Ever going broke ima fix that
How tf you fell in love wit my throwback
She eat the penis everytime like
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
find the time
It's the middle of the week
This ain't even the weekend
Red carpet events, every time you see pimps
It's good pussy in the passenger seat
A to the motherfucking K with a spray-ay-ay
It's 95 keep your ass out the line-up
Why don't you keep the double-time up, pimp keep them lines up
Help 'em talk to shiner,
you 20 out of 40 sitting on some chrome v
[Tray-D]
From the entrance it's pimp shit in full effect
spittin' rhymes getting high off of blunts and X
don’t matter
Just don’t put him back
Got the pussy full is he
Irish? Or is he black?
I guess it don’t matter
Just as long as he a pussy mat
Player pimp
at, Knowing I got them (aight)
By the time a nigga thought about beating I shot 'em (pop pop)
See it takes a snake to spot a snake
And by the time they
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite
He ain't
up, here go some details
This verse right here was made, said strictly for the females
Don't y'all know it's time for y'all to blow up, like Napalm
a couple G's down by the lake
Hell yeah I got 'em but they'll be straight
[Verse 2 - Pimp]
We be 6 deep creepin'
In a Deville sittin' up on D's with
across my collar, does it purr?
All these pimps is hysterical
I think they full of scare
Passin' by 'em in the V twin
Ghost-ridin' the blur
And rejection
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
ahh-HAH, pimp shit
(It's that pimp shit) Big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks, on my dick
Ridin by, so say it loud, in your face!
[Chorus]
pimp shit
It's that pimp shit, big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks on my dick
Ridin' by, so say it loud, in your face
This right here, has been
Discuss these full time pimp by iceman Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In