Lyrics:
but I still got to figure out how to get the bag/ can’t waste this shape cuz it’s just too bad/
He doing different kind of pimpin because he got a rare
Mission By The End Of The Night.
(because) My Mind On Money I'm Programmed To Get It,
From Dope Dealin, Pimpin To Hoe Bitches,
I'm From The Riches We Livin
[Intro: Pimpin' Ken]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, like I said this is your boy Pimpin' Ken dot net
Sell the bitch pussy till it's drip drop wet
You know what
believe in this
That's why she get all up
In your pockets like, "How deep it is?"
Peep at this Pimpin' 101, yeah
I'm teaching this
Lil B told me what
pimpin'
See ya just won't stop
[Lil Jon]
Won't stop, can't stop this pimpin', know what I'm saying
Its ya boy Lil Jon,
Lil Jon them East Side Boyz,
It's mobbin'... this shit sinister
Straight sinister mob
Rick Rock you did this? (Yeah!)
[Verse One]
I don't spit metaphors (metaphors) I spit
let's take it slower
But yet you moving closer
So keep it up I'll leave you nat with kniee op jou skouers
Ek is met Mr Cee
Julle lis vir Mr Cee
Alles wat
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world with you (with you)
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
to kick
Forget about the dick, get, turn a trick, then yell GERONIMO!
Suga Free, I keep it V.I.
If lovin the pimpin is wrong Pimpin, I don't wanna be right!
whereyougoingnow
Che
Want you to call me papi papi papi, I am pimpin
Want you to call me papi papi papi, keep it poppin
Want you to call me papi papi papi, treat
nothing
She told me just play my position
She told me don't worry bout nothing
Baby I got ya, just keep it pimpin
She a lil different than them
She a lil
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody
Everybody forgotten about me
Will I ever,
key and keep it OG
And don't try to burn rubber on me, uh, uh
I loved your movies, you're awesome Snoop
Can I get a flicc witchu?
I buy your records,
Had some dirt off in my diamonds, had to brush it off
I was supposed to be somewhere workin', I'm somewhere fuckin' off
I get checks in by
These fuck niggas keep calling me, had to change my phone
Had to slam my door, hey had to slam my door
Mr. Yellow and white gold, I'mma keep bagging
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in your eyes
I was lost inside your world with you (with you)
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
a mean ass stun
I had to buck you off, runnin' your mouth with that weak ass shit
You need to keep it closed, trick before you get your wig split
they like...
It's gettin' frisky for me
Girls, they strippin for me
Lil' Jon you wit us homey? (Okay)
I gettin brain and, pimpin' I can't complainin'
[Lil' Rob]
Wuz up homie,
check out the suburban right there homes
[Mr. Shadow]
Which one, the black one?
[Lil' Rob]
yeah, it's following us check it out
lives are took
I can't see no difference from Mr. Hussein to Mr. Bush
Death and deception it's the brew the devil cooks
Dear Mr. President you had
mostly when ya'll approach me,
Stay low key and keep it OG,
And don't try to burn rubber on me (uh uh)
[Chorus]
I loved your movies, you're awesome
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
have to bathe
But by all means, I must keep my balls clean
Make sure my dicks legit then I go take care the small things
And it all seems worth it
a job
Then you brag in your raps
To me it sounds odd
'Cause I was raised by pimps in the O
They taught me real good how to send a ho
And now you niggas
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