po pimp

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

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

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