Testo Pimp Hard - Pimp C
Testo della canzone Pimp Hard (Pimp C), tratta dall'album Trill 4 Lyfe
I used to watch you on stage, getting money looking lovely
Got these niggas off in they pockets, tipping you 20's
Cause you cold with that shit that you do, your moves shocked me
Unlike these other hoes in your crew, you don't jock me
I'd like to get your phone number, just to see what you about
Call you for breakfast to get you out
And see if you just some eyes without a face
Let me see your crib, take me to your place
I wanna show you that it's more to me than fucking on my mind
Cause in your line, I bet you're fucking all the time
Come to find, you're only out trying to go to school
And trying to go to school and pay bills is hard to do
I see you fool, so go on and do your thang
But when you're tired of showing your titties, give me your ring
I like a woman getting hers, cause that's better
Than her trying to come up off mine, I can't let her
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go on let a nigga beat, go on let a nigga poke
Give me some assistance as I manuever my long stroke
I hope you don't think I'm paying for it, that's the wrong hope
Cause I know you wanna be seen rolling over chrome spokes
Bitch I know you wanna tell your girlfriends how it was
To get hit from the back in the back of the 'llac by a thug
And to get ran through until you get carpet burns off the rug
And to get nutted on by nine niggas with diamond grills and guns
And how you got on my microphone and sung a sixteen
Your performance deserves a Grammy, check out my big screen
Most bitches don't know but you know what sucking a dick mean
Yeah the head was fed but what up with that in them jeans
I can see the pussy print, it's looking like a big V
Make your cycle start early, my shovel be digging deep
I don't want a relationship, I just want me some relations
Go on let a nigga poke ho and stop shucking with my patience
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Bitch get down on it, at the drop of a dime
Fuck all that R&B singing shit, I ain't got the time
I'd rather bust your ass up to some Screwed & Chopped
Let me test out your jaws and let me stretch out your cot
Still Pimp C bitch, the name ain't changed
Put a stick up in these hoes, don't remember they names
If you're tired of playing games with them booty lickers
Put Sweet Jones up in your life cause I'm a true dirty dicker
So go on hit the streets, break them lame tricks
And bring it back to daddy, that's how you can get this dick
I need the cash first, and the ass last
And we can blow dro in the Benz while I smash on the gas
So let a nigga pimp, and let a nigga mack
And later on tonight you can get hit up in your back
You can get your money back
But when I make your pussy speak bitch you gon' buy me a 'Lac
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
I ain't trying to talk a hole in your head, but I could tell
You done excelled what them hoes done said
Staring at my neck and my wrist cause my shit is frozen red
And I look like a easy hustle so go ahead
You're leaving the same way you met me
You gon' be grieving if you sex me while I'm scheming on the next fee
I approach it with the "I don't give a fuck" motive
Grew up in the area that acknowledge where the ho is
All of my warriors is loving my rep
How I took it to the world from the project steps
Stay in touch with my broad like my children
It ain't even like back in the days when we ducked behind buildings
I be a good nut tell a broad what I'm feeling
Especially if it's more than she need to be getting, no bullshitting
She ever fix her mouth for some money it's good riddance
I ain't the one, what you need is a stool pigeon, holla
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
If you think I'mma treat a bitch with high priced drawers
Any different from the ones I treat with grandmas on
How many ways is there for me to say you terribly wrong
Would you understand me better if I just said "no"
Fuck what another motherfucker told y'all
That's how typical talk when the dick hard
They just want a little pussy my mama, that's all
It's like fourth down, two yards, fuck it they going for it
How am I paying for it, and how much you charge for it
It ain't nothing 'bout being a whore, that's what it's made for
Get your paper baby, fuck what the world say
Get your bills paid, okay
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
Go and let a nigga beat baby, let a nigga poke
Pump your ticket for me straight, and let a nigga stroke
See you know umm, it's kinda crazy that uhh
We can go out and, fuck as many bitches as we want
But y'all ladies is a victim of umm
Whatever the fuck that bullshit is niggas try to call it
Know what I mean, but I don't mind, know what I mean
Face, I don't know how you feel about it, god damn
Z-Ro, what you with?
I love a bitch like that, sexy thang
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Writer(s): Karam Jameel Moore
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