Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bendin' Corners, artist - DirtyDate of issue: 26.02.2001
Song language: English
Bendin' Corners |
| Big Pimp aka all up off in yo main gul drawers |
| Frank Dingaling the dirty hog |
| Thats some of that Peruvian weed |
| ok, ok ok ok ok Now everyday is a pimpin day so… |
| I slide on my 'llac with black alligators |
| Feather in my hat wit a 3 piece tux |
| Ice in my grill plus my rollie stay plush |
| Don’t got no main lady cuz i dont like to fuck |
| Just got one I can trust to bust these keys down to dust |
| Split these g’z out with us shut these p’z down to flush |
| I got sluts that can puff and blow yo nuts till they bust what |
| We bending corners in a plush crush (oh lawd) |
| And keep 2 clips cuz im quick to bust (on yall) |
| One pimp 4 hoes so we gone ball we got a case of yak so my dick won’t fall |
| Them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin tall |
| Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stonewall |
| And we gone creep when we crawl here we come |
| We poppin 65 432 and here comes the 1 and that’s for real |
| I’m bending cornersin my Cadillac |
| Pistol under my seat wit a sack full of crack |
| Smoking hay (hay) getting blown (blown) |
| Im bending corners in my Cadillac |
| 4 hoes In the back One head in my lap |
| Getting head (head) on the road (road) |
| Now, its eight rules to my game of life |
| Rule 1: learn em all and follow em right |
| Rule 2: don’t take no shit from none of these hoes |
| Just be bought 2 things fuckin em out and leavin em broke |
| Rule 3: if you ever get some bread to buy a key |
| Make sure the nigga you getting it from don’t work for the MPD |
| (your under arrest) |
| Rule 4: If you ever try to kick in a doe, kick it right the first time |
| You dont lay out the back doe |
| Rule 5: Most important keep yo Southern pride |
| Fuck what they sayin hind closed doors you know the South get live |
| Rule 6: Tell them playahaters to suck yo dick, get mad like a bitch |
| Cuz they shit aint droppin hits |
| Rule 7: Aww naw now that shouldve been 1 |
| Don’t eva leave the house without being strapped wit a gun |
| Rule 8: Just repeat 1−7, and if you eva get to heaven |
| hug my late uncle Kevin |
| Bring it back now |
| Them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin tall |
| Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stone wall |
| We gone creep when we crawl here we come |
| We poppin 65 432 and here comes the 1 |
| And that’s for real |
| Now ask yo self am I the slickest pimp you eva saw |
| They call me Peter Westraw the devil’s son in law why |
| I know you niggaz don’t know how |
| To make the sadidiest hoes snort powder and get live |
| Been doing this shit since the age 5, way back in 85'and I still aint tired |
| But why? |
| Cuz that’s something that yall need to know |
| When I empty out yo block im gone fill it wit holes |
| Bring it back now them 20 inches got that Coup Deville sittin tall |
| Eight 12's beat the hinges off the trunk like stonewall |
| And we gone creep when we crawl, we poppin 65 432 and here comes the 1 |
| And that’s for real |