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b3ric - permissions inna mad pimp lyrics

chorus:
(cuh) i ain’t in denial, i ain’t a liar
you can’t f+ck wit’ me
ain’t do nothing with me
straight up can’t f+ck wit’ the pimp, (4x)

verse 1:
all the women appear and guys simp
softly going nowhere, faking fakes ain’t pimps
real hard, show no scar living as boss
but it don’t come easy, extra comes cost
maybe at the expense of life from the bros
keeping my loyalty for them above dem hoes
with an attitude of f+ck it, ain’t in a bucket
feeling like i’m in a benz, take that and chuck it
all across the globe. hail mary go on an’ fly
until the day i die, i won’t just be another guy
another statistic, the thought makes mе fuming
pimps ain’t going around to be judged by baby boomin’s
jus’ assumin’ so sit back down consumer you got nothing
i got nothing to losе so i choose to be the king
and the god just to sit on and own two of the throne’
while getting this chick so we can both bone

call her on the phone, love the moments getting head
getting bread, like i own the bakery you should plead
before being dead roll like a pair of di betta holdem
you’ll neva know how long you’ll remain golden
mhmm, staying in my prime all along my career
so fear me as soon as these devils start to hear me

i’ll make them going crazy thinking all these thoughts
bullets fire at them once they think i’m being caught
now let cha keep that flame filling ya blimp
fueling and keeping my permissions inna mad pimp

chorus: (ooh—) (sung throughout)
(cuh) i ain’t in denial, i ain’t a liar
you can’t f+ck wit’ me
ain’t do nothing with me
straight up can’t f+ck wit’ the pimp, (4x)
verse 2:
crazy since a kid never knew but sh+t don’t change
so i must have been this way with danger
cuz if you ain’t got no love for the game no compassion
your ass will be last with bars that come blastin’
and leave ya on the sidewalk to start rusting
this is a game with its own race so i gotta get hustlin’
no one remembers second place
so i ain’t got no more than a second to waste

wasn’t was grown by sh+t you couldn’t raise me
slang the rock, bang my glock, think i’m crazy?
just imagine trying to get a raise
out these cowards m+th+ph+cka’s i despise
while carrying everything on my back how can my not limp
with all my permissions inna mad pimp

chorus:
(cuh) i ain’t in denial, i ain’t a liar
you can’t f+ck wit’ me
ain’t do nothing with me
straight up can’t f+ck wit’ the pimp, (4x)

verse 3:
if i was in control, prepare for the last to get blast
asleep snoring and then they leave their body fast
why am i associated with this messed up generation
i am stated to be dated with this mutation
of sh+t so i sing while i ring this bell
to alert you that i say f+ck you to any cancel
f+ck you to anyone in that sorta mind
theres real f+cking problems and you have to find
someone to take your anger out on the block of online
i don’t have time to deal with you so stop wasting mine
just grow up, if you don’t you’ll go and get many hits
but not in songs, i am talking about the bullets
like tupac and biggie better prepare on a drive
so when i come rolling you hope you’ll stay alive
might ask why but you don’t know that’s how i do
cancel me? oh no b+tch you cancel you

tryna cancel me see what i’ve been through
i got what i got but i’ve never been hit wit’ no gat
you ungrateful b+tch when i started i just had no beat
just had my phone and head so filled with heat
i could only do what i could and that’s to lock you to it
got you on this like an addiction with my rock into it
or you could’ sit back watch it unfold an’ jiggle like a wimp
you’re nearly f+cked testin’ my permissions inna mad pimp

chorus:
(cuh) i ain’t in denial, i ain’t a liar
you can’t f+ck wit’ me
ain’t do nothing with me
straight up can’t f+ck wit’ the pimp, (4x)

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