Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pimpin', artist - Hollywood Undead.
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pimpin' |
Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air |
Come on lets… |
And you know, we keep the party jumpin' |
So lets keep those 40s comin' |
Come on down to the city of LA |
Where we ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
You know how we keep it bumpin’everyday, baby |
We ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
Where I ride with jdog |
And it’s like, okay, basically |
We get shitfaced and crazy |
We’re screaming «FUCK THE POLICE!» |
J-just like easy (??) and Charlie |
We mix it over a heartbeat, and run with the Undead Army! |
And you don’t need to see the best of me The best MC, its just a beat, produce the feeds that makes me mean |
That seems to be what makes me scream |
So what up?! |
Let’s roll the town fucked up! |
Yo south LA show love (??)! |
Yo JDOG, wait, just hold up Take my mic, my (?) showed up! |
Come on down to the city of LA |
Where we ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
You know how we keep it bumpin’everyday, baby |
We ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
We’re six Caucasians, hell raisin' |
Blazin', making zero pay |
Can’t wait to drink to stop the pain |
To call Funny |
To ride with me My pants are so low, I’m sippin’on this 4−0 |
Rollin’in the fo’do' |
Producer, me, and four ho’s |
OH NO! |
The 5−0's rollin’cold, I didn’t stop, but tried to smoke |
Container’s open, Funny’s smokin' |
I think I’m chokin' |
It’s time to go (OH) |
This midnight tale let’s keep it rollin' |
Keep the fuckin and (?) flowin' |
Los Angeles we keep it goin' |
Undead is what we’re throwin' |
Come on down to the city of LA |
Where we ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
You know how we keep it bumpin’everyday, baby |
We ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
I keep 'em blowin’on my Head keeps gettin’fatter everyday, baby |
On TV ya better listen 'cause you know they’ll play me In the club, you in the corner while my shit go crazy |
And I got my soldiers in the back so you don’t wanna face me And when your girl look up at me, I’m lookin’right down |
And all that yappin', you know you gon’get a smack down |
I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd’s loud |
In the city of LA; |
that’s my hometown |
Come on down to the city of LA |
Where we ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |
You know how we keep it bumpin’everyday, baby |
We ride with gangsta’s and the pimpins’easy |