Po Pimp

歌詞

Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die It was seven double-oh P.M Fly low to them hoes in the B-M Sipping Seagram, chewing on a weed stem Touching on my fo' fif Move it to the back so I can see who beeping this Po Pimp Spring to the phone with a slow limp In a trip that shitted with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10 Three-line connection As the rest of them wanted affection Just bring the weed, we got the drinks you need And, plus, we strapped with two protections I put the phone in the hook, then I pause for a minute Cause I forgot where I met the ho And the feeling I've forgotten if the hoes wanna snap I straight up check the ho, really doe To the crib Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die Seven deuce five, I ride the point to spot the live hoes Three miles per hour Like we running up on some rivals Never to deny though, these bitches look fly, 'Lo Introduce myself A-to-the-motherfucking-K, better recognize Then I loose myself, juice myself As you take one pull, uh, pass it to the left and um Self-centered niggas'll take two pulls cause they thinking about self and um P-I, M-P, -ology, but logically We learning these hoes biology, and obviously, well Mmm, ain't this some shit, pull up in the C-A D-I, double-L, pumping A-C, A see hoes They peep those, P-I, M-P, and they think that automatically Cause he's a pimp, he gotta be full of that M-O, N-E, but why? Cause nigga be sporting nice cars and fancy clothes Fresh jewels, Girbaud, flexing one five oh Chop up that paper, ho, chop up that paper, ho Watch where your lips go, caress my tip slow To the tempo, instrumental Real simple when you fucking with a pimp, doe Get involved in the backseat That's how it be in the Cad when you messing with them young lads Smoking on that finest grass Never miss what you never had, at last P-I, M-P, -ology, but logically We learning these hoes biology, and obviously, well Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die Well, a motherfucker might be broke and shit And then collecting no dough from tips But I be spitting mo' game than a mouthful of poker chips To get them hoes with the open lips and the provoking hips And never gotta tell her many lies I been looking in the city skies, get up in the kitty's thighs Cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence, good sex Peanut butter complex and some pretty eyes Pity cries on my strategy side, yo anatomy gotta be right That'd be to flatter me, right But if the head the bomb, c'mon, suck a nigga dick Members of my clique wanna see what that'd be like I know you wanna try that, to the rhythm of a hi-hat Don't be bogus and deny that I done got a ho to let my fellas run a train While she lie back, now motherfucker can you buy that? Where your ride at? On the passenger side of your ho Trying to come up on another G The broad all up under me, trying to smother me Looking lovely while I roll another B, suddenly She learned that I don't deal with emotions But when we in the room, she rubbing me with lotion Coming like an ocean, coasting, have her sick Thinking me and Do or Die dig drinking love potion The word no was never said Twista be giving women dick in the bed, until they sick in the head And if I ever leave whoever dead They ain't tricking the feds or spitting game, but it's chicken and bread Kicking them legs in the air like a playa do Then belittle in a day or two After words I'mma slay a crew Now that's some pimp-type shit that Belo and AK'll do Wearing gray and blue If a ho wanna holler, then you a playa if you hit them ends And get the dividends But you a pimp if you can get the same ho to wanna freak your friends Cause I studied P-I, M-P, -ology, but logically Be learning these hoes biology, obviously, well Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die Do you wanna ride In the backseat of a Caddy? Chop it up with Do or Die