Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crown Me, artist - Da HeadbussazDate of issue: 01.06.2003
Song language: English
Crown Me |
| You can call me juicy gigalo, you can call me doctor hoe |
| Long as you got my dough, when I hit da corner stroll |
| Everybody say they pimpin, claimin they got 2, 3 women |
| Matchin on a big ass hill, wit a pool to take ya swimmin |
| Stupid bitch you know that’s game, can’t you tell his pimpin lame |
| Why he never took you there, why he keep on sellin you drames |
| Fly you all across the state, where the cash or where’s the cake |
| Mayne you’s just a groupie hoe all the men you say you break |
| But I can’t tell (say what), I can’t fail (i hear ya) |
| I gots to get all my fuckin mail (yeah) |
| So set this boy up take him to a room |
| Tell him you got pussy comin through from «The Blue Lagoon» |
| Then we gonna kick in da doe’s, wit da 4−4's |
| Make his eyes buck make him scream oh no! |
| Put da hoe back on da corner take some no doze! |
| Make her stay up all night and brang back my cheese or we gon fight bitch! |
| I gotta mis-tress bitch wit big tits (please believe dat) |
| And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat) |
| All the haters in the town tryin to down me (please believe dat) |
| But this pimpin goes on so nigga crown me (please believe dat) |
| Yeah, what you know about |
| Seventy wanches, bunnies gettin money |
| Askin fiend daddy, «Is This What Ya Want From Me?» |
| yeah |
| Got moves for 2's, pay em fo' you slay em |
| Cuz I worked so hard just to tame em |
| Scalp that mouth, observe them curves, admit them tits |
| Watch her switch, you’d thank she was made from a bad bitch, kick |
| All jones fore she met me she was crawlin homeless |
| Now ain’t too much that baby girl consider roamless |
| Dibble-dabble, like to be saddled and called «Mami» |
| And could give you a look like «Playa, Ooh I’m Climbin» |
| She fresh off good up in the hood |
| And she do up dat would just like she should and she could |
| Love thugs on rims and fuck my friends |
| Ain’t nothin new to him won’t touch her slim |
| American cheese or cheddar, she a veteran of sexual pleasure |
| In all leather at ya doe' like whatever and she got it |
| I gotta mis-tress bitch wit big tits (please believe dat) |
| And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat) |
| All the haters in the town tryin to down me (please believe dat) |
| But this pimpin goes on so nigga crown me (please believe dat) |
| I tell you what I’m a keep pimpin these hoes across da nation |
| While you lazy niggas sittin back, waitin on reparation |
| I’m at da crib, I got 2 g’s on the way: my hoe through |
| You at yo mama house waitin On «Cartoon, Cartoons» |
| But you’s a dang fool, nigga though! |
| While you got pussy on yo gold, I’m out here sellin these hoes |
| I got some girls on the platinum plus you better believe |
| I got some girls at cristies, I keep some shit up my sleeve |
| I breath the con-yac, breath of my brother da late «Ben-Zo» |
| Transfered da pimpin to me, as a momento |
| I pop a mento and spit pimpin ever so clear |
| You ask me where I stay, I tell you in a «Hoe's Ear» |
| I slam da h-2 to da curb with extra seat in back |
| It’s primetime, so we gon stack on this right here track |
| It’s goin down like I knew it would |
| We gon keep on makin money cuz this honey is good, ya hear me! |
| I gotta mis-tress bitch wit big tits (please believe dat) |
| And da hoes on da corner making me rich (please believe dat) |
| All the haters in the town tryin to down me (please believe dat) |
| But this pimpin goes on so nigga crown me (please believe dat) |