Pimp Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Chop boy 3k
Oh my goodness
Oh my goodness
Hey, talk to the ward
Hey, talk to the ward
Say she fell in love, she took the bait
Filet mignon my pockets, baby
Get whatever steak
Say she fell in love, she took the bait
Filet mignon my pockets, baby
Get whatever steak
I been focused on this cheese
They say I been out of the way
Can't put the cam on Brody
Cause he tryna be the case
You ain't fuckin' with a simp
You a hoe and I'm a pimp
Know they think I got it on me
I be walkin' with a lump
Heard your nigga get you Wendy's we can go get steak and shrimp
I been runnin' up this chicken
Ask the streets I'm really him
Not your average Joe
Seen some shit that you could never see
They told me that that check was comin' cool
I know it better be
Smooth, cocky nigga
I don't think no one ahead of me
I just want a FN like I'm practicing a spelling bee
Seen she wasn't ready I was focused so I fell back
a nigga crashed the Chevy Brody Scooped me in a Hellcat
I done seen it all
She don't want me
I can tell that
The hoes see me, they screamin'
Sorry, boo, but I can't yell back
Turned up in the city
I don't want her know she felt that
And I'm cool, I'm off the glizzy
Need my niggas from the jail back
If Niggas need the fax from Big Ike
Then I'll mail that
She actin' disrespectful
Tell lil' baby give them nails back
Say she fell in love, she took the bait
Filet mignon my pockets, baby
Get whatever steak
I been focused on this cheese
They say I been out of the way
Can't put the cam on Brody
Cause he tryna beat the case
You ain't fucking with a simp
You a hoe and I'm a pimp
Know they think I got it on me
be walkin' with a limp
Heard your nigga get you Wendy's
We can go get steak and shrimp
I been runnin' up this chicken ask the streets im really him
This shit ain't as easy as it seems
If I die, then your hoe gon' try to fuck me in her dreams
I can't lie, a couple times I just wanted to die asleep
And then I left my feelings, started fuckin' with the freaks
Do or die, hope you hit me, especially with a beam
And if I cry, then let it be, bro
Ain't nothin' here left to see
I was soft then situations was turning me to a G
I ain't trippin' off no L
It's before the M's I'm P
Bro, they had closed the door on me
God handed me the keys
They say, what you finna do
I don't know, bro, we gon' see
See you stressin' about your bitch
Plenty fishes in the sea
Only difference is the nigga with the fish hook is me
Say she fell in love, she took the bait
Filet mignon my pockets, baby
Get whatever steak
I been focused on this cheese
They say I been out the way
Can't put the cam on Brody cause he tryna be a case
You ain't fucking with simp
You a hoe and I'm a pimp
Know they think I got it on me I be Walking with a limp
Know your nigga got you Wendy's we can go get steak and shrimp
I been runnin' up chicken ask the Streets I'm really him