Lyrics

[Chorus] Pimp life - is the only life I know(only life I know) Pimp life - don't screw up, don't choose any foes(never choosin' foes) Pimp life - keep it gangsta with my hoes(gangsta with my hoes) Pimp life - that's the life I chose(that's the life I chose) [Verse 1: Mr. G-stacka] Catchin' nuts on your tongue from him, pullin' out your guns for him What is it 'bout Gangsta, that got you sprung from him Then turn right around and spend all your funds on him Just spoilin' him, and spoilin' him, it's only two days you been knowin' him I guess this goes to show the wimps, this boy's here born to pimp - forever I hit the streets stuffed in the Coupe Deville with plushed out leather With four of my baddest hoes, who knows to bring Da Gangsta chetter No matter morning, noon, or night or any type of weather They claim they love me, wouldn't treat no other nigga better But I don't sweat 'em, I just tell 'em, better yet just let 'em. Do what they do, sooner or later they'll find out I ain't true But still official, hell they call me Mr. Jizzle Got two of the baddest strippers lickin' on eachother's nipples It's so simple - they just need motivation, now it's masturbation Don't need persuasion, just kick some conversation And dick suck-u-lick-tacious, I'm facing... on every occasion And strip 'em naked, and make them bitches take it 'Cause I'm straight pimpin' [Chorus] [Verse 2: Big Pimp](with help from Mr. G) CLICK ABOVE TO VISIT OUR SPONSORS I leave the club about three-thirty(*yawn*), damn near yawnin' Been here since twelve, and hell, still ain't found no bitch worth bonin' "I finna roll", So I work my way to the front do' - I spot Michelle She used to fuck with this lil' dike bitch named Cocoa But all I know though, she probably still lick that hoe low A lot of these hoes tryin' to go pro, if you don't ask, you won't know You still don't know her do you? [Mr. G] *Uh-uh* She used to sell tapes for Jo Pro [Mr G] *You ain't talkin' bout lil' short red Cocoa. Yep, that's her fo' sho Used fuck with your homeboy BoBo* I was obliged to have both of them hoes off in my ride But more obliged to see Michelle head 'tween Cocoa thighs It's in me, genetically, and it better be And if you didn't know I... was a P-I, M-P From all the pimp game my uncles tellin' me Upcomin' pimps respectin' me, game ass bitch selectin' me Can't be the lame trick you expectin' to be I'm a pimp lil' bitch who you expect to see With a fifth of Hennessey and some Ecstasy In a candy pink 'Lac with the matchin' seats Q-P stash with a dash of B With two thick freaks sittin' next to me Girl, you look to sweet tryin' to dazzle me Legs cocked up in the passenger seat Ha Ha, you plus me equal cheese I'm a pimp, add it up mathematically That's how it was, that's how it is, so I'm assumin' that's how it has to be I'm a pimp [Chorus]
Writer(s): Tarvares Jevon Webster, Maxim Coriolan, Daniel Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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