sumn' like a pimp

i put some new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who-who the fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

i put them new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who- who fuck- fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

i'm whipping something inconspicuous

got something pumped back at my house that be so ridiculous

and he's a piece or stick of this

my car door open like a butterfly

wonder why

i get them broads open then i tell her bye

now she's stuntin' in the front seat with a baller goin' places

looking at my interior

baby makin' funny faces

bump the stereo

here we go

speed up the scenario

loosen her up with fruit juice and caribou to boost her up

can i get it?

baby looking at me like nobody ever hit it

grip it

it's too easy for my pimpin' like i never even did it

it's something sharper than most

girlies flocking to me

like i'm dropping dollars off in barbary coast

now it's time for us to go

we switched from eighty-fours to blades

i put my car up on display and skate out like the ice capades

'cause i'm living good now

see me grippin' wood now

i'm something like a pimp and i'mma make it understood now

i put some new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who-who the fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

i put them new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who- who fuck- fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

it started back in 1985

seventh grade

i started lookin' bitches in they eye

play game off in they brain like how to get 'em on they backs now

thanks to my uncle ike

i'm puttin' macks down

aye

i get up in that-that

sit up in that cat

did up and then get blowed

literally

livin the ladies

and livin' la vida loca la coca la lavish and get chose

can't a woman get me up outta a system

i see 'em

sick 'em

it's systematic to set up a strow

city slicker then sicker to seek a psycho set of sot

or i say a super synapses speaking of she showed

hoes

everywhere i go

they show those

t-n-a

like

every day

mane

that's my logo

she laid me and drink my babies

take my mojo

with my mercedes

backwards 80

chrome four-door

tech n9ne

kc king

paul wall

hey

he bling

krizz kali

may he sing till all of these b's bring ch-ching

then it's steak and shrimp

no one's exempt

i'm a playa

ho

but something like a pimp

pimp

i put some new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who-who the fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

i put them new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who- who fuck- fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

i'm sitting down in pimp mode

my trunk bump like a lymph node

the boppas gaze and haters haze

i'm playa made with hemp roll

i pull up and make the wimps fold

my wide body big blimp ho

that fifth drop down

look to the floor

the trunk glow

i'm so throwed

i'm candy red like elmo

me a simp? oh hell no!

just ask your girlfriend

she'll know

i got her stuck like velcro

i put 'em under my spell

bro

my macking game is real cold

i'm crawling round the parking lot in a 'lac dial-up dell slow

catch a glimpse of this thug prince with purple rain up in my cup

when it get tense i never flinch that hunter pinch is by my gut

what the fuck? oh that's a nine

that broad with me? oh that's a dime

that cadillac that's double parked and dripping stains? oh yeah

that's mine

boys know that i'm bout that bread

boppas know they got to give head

and haters know bout the infrared

that leave 'em dead and full of that lead

i'm one hundred and full of bread

i'm paul wall

i'll hold it down

you know me i'm getting mine

that paper and them dimes

i put some new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who-who the fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp

i put them new shits on my ride

hit the block

and i bet you if i turn the beat up i can make 'em bop

got me saying

who the fuck you be? bitch

you know me

who the fuck? who- who fuck- fuck you be? bitch you know me

i'm sum'n like a pimp