| I’m like fresh, playing chess with my father, hit the barber
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| Get the taper, hit the block, throw the shakers
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| Make a hundred, hit the steps, we getting blunted
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| Shorty faded, puss was great so I ate it
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| On the counter, shimmy in then slide up out her
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| Recite the lyrics in the shower, want the power
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| Had the visions, saw it all in dope and powder
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| Wanted the block and now it’s ours
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| Eddie Bauer’s, with the G packs
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| The workers need that, the fiends return with great feedback
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| She hit the crills like a bad lieutenant
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| I’m in the bucket and it’s stallion tinted, I sport Italian linens
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| My whole battallion sinners
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| Drug dealers accompanied by foreign women
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| Bitches I bend em like denim, for-real
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| Kidnap the first place winner for a dog show out in Boston, stamp on the dope
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| still readith awsome
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| I’m steady flossin, purvey your misfortune, nigga
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| You feel that wind blowing nigga? |
| that’s me
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| That money coming like sweet sex
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| I sit back, take a deep breath
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| It’s pimp sport, you just tryna get your feet wet
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| I vow to never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat
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| I vow to never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat
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| It’s pimp sport, you just tryna get your feet wet
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| I vow to never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat
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| The way my wifey suck me make my purpose felt
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| In a Polo Sport duffel, where the work is held, for twelve racks
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| Look like 'Lo sweats with the red horse, cause the Mets lost
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| My mans dropped out of high school, just got the fresh Porsche
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| We floss in fresh cloth, we never stress whores
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| Meet the connect with Castillos, he live in a tall fort
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| Watching ball sports, I copped the drugs wearing small shorts
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| Slid out, hopped in the S, hit the church then passed a smoker sermon
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| I’m on the benches, looking German
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| I’m on the benches, looking German
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| Breath smell like talapia and bourbon, reefer burning
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| Polo Sporting Goods
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| Nigga
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| Go fuck your aunts father
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| That money coming like sweet sex
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| I sit back, take a deep breath
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| It’s pimp sport, you just trying get your feet wet
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| I vow to never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat
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| I vow to never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat
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| It’s pimp sport, you just trying get your feet wet
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| I vow to never beg for pussy like Keith Sweat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pimp Sport , by - Retch. Song from the album Polo Sporting Goods, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп