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I just wanna marry the p**** (put a ring on it) I just wanna marry the p**** (put a ring on it) I just wanna marry the p**** (put a ring on it) Wanna
[Hook] R.I.P to my sins R.I.P to my sins R.I.P to my sins R.I.P to my sins R.I.P to my sins R.I.P to my sins R.I.P to my sins R.I.P [Verse 1] R.I.P
P.I.M.P) X 2 Chorus (I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I
P.I.M.P) X 2 Chorus (I don't know what you heard about me But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see That I
smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po P-I-M-P Do you wanna rock with me? Do you wanna smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po
I just wanna marry the p**** (put a ring on it) I just wanna marry the p**** (put a ring on it) I just wanna marry the p**** (put a ring on it) Wanna
That I'm a motherf**kin' P-I-M-P I don't know what you heard about me But a b***h can't get a dollar out of me No Cadillac no perms you can't see That
taught me everything I know Heart turned cold, never trust a soul M.O.E. till I D.I.E gotta keep it P.I.M.P Gotta keep it P.I.M.P Gotta keep it P.I.M.P
I am a S-I-M-P Spending money and I still feel empty Say you love me 'til my pocket's emptied Why would you do that? Why would you let me? Shop,
right with em sign up I got the keys I got the p's I be finessin' I'm with the Gs I got the keys I got the p's I be finessin' Get what you need I got
I'm S.P.I.T dog Spitacular, S.I.D.E yeah the bul Spitacular I'm not packin the mac in the back of the Acura I'm just spittin some flows that's
P.I.M.P P.I.M.P P.I.M.P P.I.M.P P.I.M.P P.I.M.P P.I.M.P I just wanna be da cool kid (to cool) Now I'm da cool kid (so cool) N I'm feelin mighty fine
Can it be that this is the S.P.I.C.E. 1 and the method muthafucka With the guns blazing? You trail, my god, its amazing. Where your punk at?
Is he just as good at romance as we were? Okay, enough P.S. I hope you're happy I started acting out when you moved on I tried to call you
Pushin' P yeah, pushin' P, turn me up Turn me up, P, uh ah Pointers in the Patek and my piece I'm pushin' P copped new hammers for my P We don't want
self-pity Reason why you never dealt with me Reason why your girl dealt with me Hands up, in the building we get busy and say R.I.P. Aaliyah, R.I.P., yep,
Brud i syf vis à vis ale będę w Louis Vui Wejście tylko V I P V I P V I P V I P V I P Wchodzimy na planszę kończymy to ładowanie Kosmosu kawałek
watch me out, I could step on your neck Body all wrapped in leather, skinny waist, ass fatter Couldn't stand that bitch no more, R.I.P. had to dead her
garlic on crust Order late like I choose hiccups Someone stop this saucy lust! Can I get "P", just for me? Might just cry if we get no "I" Plus two "Z's",
H.A.P.P.I.N.E.S.S. H.A.P.P.I.N.E.S.S. H.A.P.P.I.N.E.S.S. H.A.P.P.I.N.E.S.S. It's a long way to happiness A long way to go But I'm gonna get
tug at my skin Nearest mysterian to me! R.I.P. R.I.P. R.I.P. R.I.P. Rest in peace Rot in peace Blue Crumb Truck! R.I.P. Are-I-P R.I.P
Залетели в тусу V.I.P Это trap club V.I.P Мой стиль по жизни V.I.P What the fuck V.I.P Залетели в тусу V.I.P Это trap club V.I.P Мой стиль по жизни
You inspire me to be a P.I.M.P You're a hoe so a hoes what I got to be You inspire me to be a P.I.M.P You're a hoe so a hoes what I got to be You
going Cray! I want you to be my bae I must be in luck Aye! Girl you is my night and Day! Girl you sweet like Marmalade! Will you be my Lady! P-I-C You
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