Yella Beezy - Pimp C (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Yella Beezy - Pimp C (en) Lyrics
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Swear to God, all I be talkin'
'bout a fact, nigga
Baby I'm sure you were the
I ain't lyin' neither
On my mama, every time I talk (Yeah),
nigga, just listen up, you know?
Ayy, that lil' ho messy, you can't
tell her nothin', on God,
she gon' spread the word
Hey, lot of grammies like I'm
tryna win awards, waitin'
on the first and third
Got a lot of 'bows and I ain't
talkin' 'bout clothes,
but he tryna get a shirt
Ayy, young nigga bustin' pack after
pack, I'm tryna get a 'vert
Hey, heard them niggas say they
still tryna get me, well,
I'm tryna get 'em murked
Hey, I don't take shit lightly
when they talkin' 'cause
I'm 'bout get 'em first
Hey, make me clap my hands, chopper
make him dance, stomp,
you 'bout to get him kirked
Ayy, tell your homegirl leave me out
her mouth, all in my dick business
I swear to God, you ain't gotta say my
name to get in that bitch panties
If she wanna fuck, she gon' let you fuck
without sayin' my name, pimpin'
Chuckin' salt, tryna throw me under
the bus, nigga, that ain't pimpin'
I ain't ever worried 'bout who a nigga
fuckin' or what he ain't spendin'
The fuck I'm frowned up 'cause
another nigga hustlin'? This
ain't no hatin' business
Affiliated with the KKK 'cause
I do not like niggas
Before you play with Yella, say,
you better reconsider, go
play with your wife, nigga
Hey, fuck that lil' bitch from the
back, she jumped in my lap 'cause
she scared of heights, nigga
Ayy, all my young thugs some
gunners, look like I'ma ski,
all of this ice, nigga
I'm fuckin' on his baby mama,
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Not givin' a fuck about hype, nigga
You be beatin' up bitches,
an Ike nigga
I be beatin' up niggas, I fight niggas,
huh, bitch, act like you know
When you said it, you knew it
was gon' start a lot of shit,
why you act like you slow?
Ayy, I know a lot of niggas
still make a living off
that pot on that stove
Six, four figures at the age of four
I shot my uncle, TEC-9 in the floor
Pimp C, real girls, get
down on the floor
Baby, grind on the floor
Shootin' dice, nigga just
won a dime on the floor
All money, nigga, never mind on a ho
Real player nigga, never mindin' a ho
You give money to a bitch,
I give mine to the store
Money over bitches, give mine to bros
Swear to God, I'm never
mindin' you hoes
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Real player nigga, never mindin' a ho
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took me to the bedroom
I been runnin' out of patience
Times two watch cost a Mercedes
What was he thinking, I
wasn't gon' spank him?
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Niggas be playing crazy when they
know that it's dangerous
Wood hot on the Drakey
None of 'em thumpers on safety
Pin a nigga to the pavement
Kept it real with the fakest
He was knowin' I'ma snake him
Lot of bodies, cost a bracelet
Lot of thoughts I be thinking
X hittin', heart racing
Get close enough to taste it
If you see me, I'ma bang it
I'ma shoot, fuck thinking
Servin' court, back to arraignments
Red zone, rich gangsters
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Takes advantage whenever I'm with her
Swear to God, I'm never
mindin' you hoes
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