Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pimpin' And Hoin', artist - Kingpin Skinny Pimp. Album song King of da Playaz Ball, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Prophet Entertainment
Song language: English
Pimpin' And Hoin' |
When times get hard you need somebody in your corner |
To talk to and be there for you, now understand I want a |
Woman with some sex, who can stay up on her work |
It’s so many women in this world |
They so called man done left 'em hurt |
All they crying day and night |
Got her looking for the right man |
Well some of these women they can’t be trusted |
Cause they’ll fuck yo friend |
And then they punk-ass nigga won’t even tell ya |
If I fucked on yo gal well I’mma tell ya like a playa, playa |
And we can toast to that, smoke a quarter pound of dope |
Never bring ya playa hatin' niggas around yo hoe |
Cause you will never know who to trust |
I trust no soul now that’s a must |
A difficult way for me to get fucked up |
A real woman she gonna tell ya if she’s fuckin' off |
Cause she’ll get paid or she’ll leave a nigga jackin' off |
That’s why I keep a older bitch to keep myself alive |
Every good pimp need a good bitch by his side |
Pimpin' and hoin' |
Is the best thing goin' |
I love to make money |
Meanin' I want a women that makes money |
Just bring my motherfuckin' bread hoe, ain’t shit funny |
Low-class niggas wanna chill and hit the pussy |
And when she don’t douch it he’ll still probably lick the pussy |
Cause that hoe got him hooked to live a different life |
What he don’t know: he got a hoe for a house wife |
Most of his friends hangin', most of his friends got a life |
But the hoe got his soul so he better have his game tight |
But he’s a young nigga and he can take it |
He caught the bitch naked with another nigga least suspected |
They got the candles burnin', drinkin' on (?), smokin' on hay |
But when the lights came on you should’ve saw his face |
He was cryin' with the bitch |
Then the bitch start cryin' with him |
The dick was good so she quit him |
Now be real to ya nigga cause them bitches doin' chewin', Blowin', |
goin' and real pimps be knowin' |
Pimpin' and hoin' |
Is the best thing goin' |
Well I was at the astrodome watchin' Mary J. Blige |
With them backstage passes, kickin' it with the North Side |
I flew from the hobby airport to the M |
-E-M-P-H-I-S, home of the pimps |
I’m livin' out on a porch, shakin' dice all night |
Mane I’m takin' a tour through graceland |
Tryin' to cum up on Michael Jackson wife |
A broke-ass hoe can’t suck my dick |
I’m takin' her money cause a hoe can’t get me shit |
I’m screamin' out knowledgeship, empty her pockets |
This hoe finna break herself |
… finna (?) 'em haters that dw-en-ell |
In my district appreciatin' bullshit to talk about |
A punishment in return, AK shells rotatin' in yo mouth |
I’m a souuul taker, smokin' on some Lucifer |
Shootin' you down, yellin' «Revolution!», I’m in danger |
With anger, a stranger in my set |
Slippin' on banana clips but my pimpin' won’t let me slip |
Pimpin' and hoin' |
Is the best thing goin' |