Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song P.I.M.P. , by - Dougie DRelease date: 22.03.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
P.I.M.P. |
| Come on mami take a ride with me, cause you know |
| Ain’t nobody doing it live as me, and you know |
| Ain’t nobody out there as fly as me |
| Cause I’m a P-I-M-P, baby |
| Everything is pimp-a-licious and mack-a-lacious, in my persona |
| Do what I wanna, constantly choking on marijuana |
| Pop collars and clock dollars, the Don Dada |
| And hoes holla, for Dougie Deezy and Montana |
| Take a ride with daddy, ain’t nothing but pimping go on and grab it |
| See you staring at it, looking just like you gotta have it |
| Cause the issue for realer mama, is you me and cigarillas |
| Infested with killers smoking and choking, huffing and puffing I thought I’d |
| get ya |
| Now can you feel me, baby |
| You digging this pimping, I’m giving lady |
| Ain’t nothing but my pimp-stroserous lavish, that be having these hoes grabbing |
| up at me |
| Be a good girl, and kiss it for daddy baby |
| Boom shocka-locka-locka, I be the mic rocker |
| Crazy Cubano, A.K.A. |
| the fucking cock blocker |
| Show stopper panty dropper, pimp bopper |
| You pinche putos ain’t got nada, on Mr. Tony Montana |
| I’m a helicopter, cause I’m so damn fly |
| And these bitch keep on bopping, when I’m riding by |
| They all be knowing my name, but they call me Papi Chulo |
| And let the lachocha vamos mami, de lo la dulo |
| Telo judo, can’t nobody fuck you down like me |
| I break you off with so much game, I’ll have to charge you a fee |
| Pimping the greed and solo venture, come and ride with me |
| I’ma spit it hit it quit it, then I smoke me some weed |
| You wanna follow the Caddy, it prolly make you wanna holla |
| Clocking them dollas, screens falling from the visor with Tont Montana |
| Keep a certain crook up on your mind, hear that 97.9 |
| Spinning the records, a thousand times |
| In that H-Town it go down, the home of the Astro Dome and roads |
| The break of dawn, we ride out on that chrome |
| We sip out of styrofoams, and smoking the finest dro |
| We creeping and crawling slow, got Gucci from head to toe |
| I’s a playa I suppose, that won’t choose I get chose |
| My diamonds are all exposed, that’s the way that thangs go |
| We’re all paid professionals, sipping drank to clear my throat |
| Sit on 4's yeah they poke, never shall I be a hoe fa sho |