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Po Pimp
Chamillionaire, Hurricane, Gator Main
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Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Well if Anzel say it's coming back to the real
Then in no time I'ma be in back of the wheel
I'm flashing your steel, that's a flag on the field
Not from Buffalo but I'm running after the Bills
I can never sell out, I tell 'em get the hell out
The only time I sell out is when I be at your show
I can never sell out for not even a ho
It's a X and a O as she exit the door
Never was love, it was lust instead
I got a clip on your trip, better duck your head
See I'ma always know how to touch the bread
And that's post hip-hop like Chuck and Greg
Get it? All hip-hop, yo chick hot
Yo chick not, uh, no pit stop
She in red bottoms, never in flip-flops
Thirsty, I wouldn't let her sip a teardrop
The problem is she ain't supposed to fight
The problem is she is in coach alright
Knowing that I'm gonna stroke her right, she staying overnight
Her head spinning like a poltergeist
She always tell me that I broke the mic and then I say I know
Infatuated by the way I flow
If you gon' try to stop me or mine then you better be on time
And plus you better bring a G.I. Joe
Or see my fo' fo's and I ain't talking 'bout my 'bows and all
They acting like I ain't supposed to ball
Been doing this since I was close to Paul
Your woman filling up my poster wall
While I just sit back and I close 'em cross
See y'all just rap a lot, but me I'm really down with Rap-A-Lot
Can't get the cash to stop
I'm chuckling, smiling and laughing not
I'ma smash the block and gotta love it but you have to watch
I'm in the baddest drop, I'm yelling out, "Let's ride"
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Well baby come and take a ride in the truck
We can roll through the city limits, twisting up the cigarillo buff
I can show you how to chief a J to blow at least seven G's a day
You ain't a G for chain killing the game
Let the beat tape play, fifty-one fifty what the DJ say
Let me send a shout out to UGK, them niggas paved the way
And I'ma pull up in a new 2K12, giving these niggas hell today
Don't nobody wanna feel the wrath of Mr. Spectacular
You can just picture me dragging your black magic
On the for realist when I'm coming through the traffic
Smashing the gas looking nasty
One of the baddest, chick say she wanna leave with me
So I gotta take her to the room, getting nasty
Don't even know her name, but she say she wanna ride in the Cadillac
And she look how I sit up on them thangs
Hurricane, I can bring game to a nigga dame
Guaranteed, I got all of them brains
Swanging down the lane with the trunk on bang
Hold up one second, let me spell my name
Yeah this that H-U-R-R-I-C-A-N-E
And niggas don't play no games
'Cause I stay strapped up with that two-two-three
Lowkey like a G supposed to be
Check it out, get a load of me
Bet I got a lot of money inside of my pocket
Or somewhere close to me
I can make a nigga baby mama break 'em and bring they dough to me
You dealing with the mob bitch, R.I.P. to Pimp C
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Well a motherfucker could never control me
My trunk kicking like a goalie
With dope cooking on the stove B
I'm a cold piece, I post fees like a four P
While on the lookout for the police
And these simp ass niggas running up
Asking me, "Where you get them white girls, old pimp ass nigga?"
Steady trying to pinpoint where I'm from
Well I'm a triple D Don, old bitch ass nigga
Bumpin' Sweet Jones in a Fleetwood Brougham
I get my styrofoam on when I sip that mister
Flipping down the aisle, know I look real good
With diamonds up against the wood as I grip that timber
And I don't acknowledge the most square ass niggas
On the blade with they hoes trying to do my hobby
And to my knowledge
I ain't never had nothing but pimp bones running through my body
Bitch I'm a P-I-M-P-ologist and it's obvious
That I'm a lobbyist with pimp politics
And I ain't stopping this until I get rich
And then will you leave the game? Probably bitch
But right now I'm trying to profit bitch
I'm a motherfucking prophet bitch
And what I hate most is a Kinko ass nigga trying to copy this
J-Prince the Don, Redd the boss
I'm just a nigga trying to get my point across
I can't go to the Don to report a loss
And now I'm waiting on Mike Mack to point 'em off
And that's P-I-M-P-ology, psychology
You a rookie pimp and I'm Ivy League and obviously, well
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of
A Caddy and chop it up with Do or Die?
Whoa, ride
Do you wanna ride with me?
Baby come and ride with me
Baby come and ride with me
Baby come and ride with me
Do or Die