doin', big pimpin', on B L A D's We doin'. big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B U N B Nigga it's the big Southern rap impresario
, you've guessed it, the women are sweet Spinned all around the world but I ain't gon' lie There's nothing like Miami's heat You put it down like New
] Break it off here, break, break it off there, Break it off here, break, break it off there, Break it off here, break, break it off there, Break it off
I hit the beat hard, Bobby Bouche I keep them tools on me, Get the screwface, Flowers for the dead, Here's a bouquet, L.V.s nigga on every suitcase, Y.M. nigga it
or you gotta do it over Like it's rehearsal for a tootsie commercial How many licks does it take Till you get to the center of the? How many licks does it
ain't a thing, throw it out like rice Been around the world, cop the same thing twice Rub on my tits, squeeze on my ass Gimme some, step on the gas
their hands up in plastic bags On stage like a savage goin mad WHAT? Yeah yeah, sooooooooooooo! [Prodigy] Yeah, by all means you know you gotta put Queens on it Put cream on it
the past cause that ye-sterday (Fabulous) It's a new day bro Ima put it on the line cause it's my time (Fabulous) My day, gotta do it now Hey hey hey
, When suddenly there's a knock on the door Well, now, who could that be? I say, "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT!?"
days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on
you want it And I ain't got shit to prove it, thirty minutes only you do it Put it down nigga, ready now move it Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
it out, a real word, ya' can't learn this on TV/ Believe me, it's not that way, hey/ Flossin' might make it ya last day, itchin' to get it, thugstas with
rentin' pin me Probably livin' in a tent pocket full of lint Tryin' to flip it like, I flip it nigga got me bent And like I said it on the last song
and put in the back and I murder a nigga, stead put in the, shoot it! if it aint black owned then we loot it, Burn this bitch down, lets do it! We aint
'm leavin' you stunned. Nobody will know who shot that pump, 'cause I'm gonna dump it and run. Put him on the pave, and hey, that nigga that did it was
, It's death on your block Knock, knock Whut's up nigga? These sirenes start singing It's me and yuk with the l-g in the makin' It's stinkin', freakin' Bowlin' on
hell with that So I need the kind of nigga that don't see no wrong The pimpin don't stop it goes on and on and... [Chorus: Passion] Straight up it's
no panties on Threw some rims on it now it got some chrome pajamas on Pull up to the club no we ain't gonna make it belly storm It's going to be a 100
