Lyrics:
Bob Barker
But I'm caught up in this game
More like Peter Parker
P-I-M-P, take the P's that I am
I want you payin' hoes in my army
Like Uncle Sam
some shit go down
Right under my Hermes, I'm hearing the word is
Me, I'm a P.I.M.P
I let Trey hit some, then Dre hit some
Then pass it to the homies
and I don't know what y'all done heard about me
But I'm a C-R-I-P with some P-I-M-P too
I'm a real pimp playa from the 213 crew
Now look here boo
If you
I'm a C-R-I-P with some P-I-M-P too
I'm a real pimp player from the 213 crew
Now look here boo
If you gonna bang or hang with the Dogg
You best
get straight Bo Riddick
Half of ya friends said they ain't see him, and him
From A.M. (M)
To P.M. (M)
Ill be chillen wit a hoe in the next B.M.
kill myself
On the for realer
Had eighty-two weeks
And I'm looking like the thriller
{Prophet Posse}
Hypnotize see-A-M-P Posse
Hypnotize see-A-M-P Posse
je cogite tous les soir
(Je cogite tout les soirs)
J'ai du mal a le dire
(Mal a dire)
Mais son p'tit cœur m'attire
(Son p'tit cœur m'attire)
Mais
P-P-Panic attack
M-M-M-Maniac
I think i'm gonna crack
Deep breath
Inhale
Inhale
The air seems a little stale today
Don't cry
Don't run
Put down the gun
Put
strong.
But don't worry, baby... I'm O.K.
I can handle it till 9 p.m.
Cause when the sun goes down
And everyone is gone
You're my door, my only open door.
got ties and it's big knot
A.m and the p.m, I could do both
If I had to leave you I would do so
You know I'm that nigga, I'm that uso
How I know some
sangre
Chaqueta con capucha, 10:05 p.M
Izquierda en el bolsillo, en la derecha anillo y cigarrillo
El silencio se escucha, Benito se mueve, observa el
veut partir, je n'peux plus la retenir
Le p'tit qui m'demande "est-ce que tu vas revenir?"
"Meugui, tu déchires, toute l'équipe te félicite"
Merci,
rivelerò
Il lato più crudele tipo Don Corleone
Uè là, ah, phénomenaux
Je bois dans l'P.M.U, tous les jours je mise au Keno
Uè là, ah, tire au péno
toujours, même quand il faut s'taire
C'est trop marrant quand y a des courses poursuites (Tommy On The Track)
Eh fils de p', tu m'as trahi (eh fils de p
Illinois state police
At two p.m, a male state trooper pulled a gold El Dorado over
Trooper D. R. Johnson asked Clarence Weeks to show his driver's
J'espère qu't'as pas laissé d'ADN, nous on baise la P.M
Et puis c't'été j'sors le KTM
À la cool, à la cool, à la télé
À la cool, à la cool même en tôle
l'inspi' actuelle, pas ex-lutteur
Avec l'esprit malade à la Lex Luthor
J'entends "Faîtes entrer l'accusé", j'rentre sur 70.5 B.P.M.
J'viens poser du
l'inspi' actuelle, pas ex-lutteur
Avec l'esprit malade à la Lex Luthor
J'entends "Faîtes entrer l'accusé", j'rentre sur 70.5 B.P.M.
J'viens poser du
triple zéro
P.M.R.
J'kiffe pas trop les prêts, surtout quand c'est fait entre frères
Y a d'l'amour, j'te donne, faut cinq balles tiens
Y
sucked my dick and then we fucked
That good tight pussy, I wouldn't pass
A light-skinned freak with so much ass
At 1 P.M. I was fuckin away
I wanna do
It goes, hella hoes boppin'
Saturday 3 o'clock Camille rose shoppin'
6 p.m. flight for more club hoppin'
Landin' in H-town, damn they got it
Well it was Friday in the P.M.
And just like every weekend
I was ready to throw down
Yeah, I get a little tore up
So I call my bros up to meet me
Girl I'm nastier than him,
I don't know why you still with him
Beat that pussy, go to sleep
She got that Tylenol P.M
Fuck that bitch until she tired
'Til
with a lot of butt
She sucked my dick and then we fucked
That good tight pussy, I couldn't pass
A light-skined freak with so much ass
At 1 P.M., I
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