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fat pat - pymp tyte lyrics

pymp tyte’s getting it crunk tonight, what.

(tyte eyez)
pymp tyte be the sh-t, n-gg- f-ck the others
when it comes to pimping this game, call us the punker brothers
we be stealing n-gg-z hoes, slamming them cadillac do’s
putting that snort to my nose, and watch my brain get froze
smoking mo’s rolling bowl, and got that lean for sale
bringing pounds down to church, and watch them hoes go for twelve
my heart’s pimp-facted, pumping that pimping in my veins
eyes red like that fire, thin like some hair strings
singing clearer than a c.d., making a weak track right
(i’m mr. pymp style) tyte eyez my n-gg-, that’s why we pymp tyte

(sean pymp)
bent flows from louisiana, lay my head down in texas
no horses just lexus, fine women with big breastes
never been a buster, but i bust up compet-tion
learn to hustle from the best, same game in repet-tion
own a lot of hoes, cause i’m a pimp of the click
broads causes of my temper, known to bomb on a b-tch
smoke my lil’ weed, catch a breeze off the water
southside baller, flipping ki’s like a quarter
hooked up with franchise, so watch a n-gg- take flight
with nan leak in the game, cause we mob pymp tyte

(hook – 2x)
(pymp tyte, pymp tyte)
knock on wood twice, for the dranks dim the lights
(pymp tyte, pymp tyte)
pymp tyte’s getting it crunk tonight, whaaat

(sean pymp)
now i recall when i was small, being played like a wimp
it just took a little time, for me to feel the pimp
in my bones grip my tone, them hollow tips get hot
and i’ll bet none of y’all n-gg-z, try that sh-t right now

(tyte eyez)
feeling so tight bout to take flight, in my drop candy coupe
n-gg-z get nervous in my presence, cause i’m known to shoot
your blood be soaking, for thinking i’m joking like richard pryor
f-cking with me, you’d rather wipe your -ss with some agua

(sean pymp)
i got them birds chirping from n-gg-z working, best believe i ain’t hurting
if they f-ck with my stash, i’m splitting wigs like a surgeon
hit the switch in my sh-t, watch me jump like a trekker
gotta gloss till i get these diamonds, sparkling like reflectors

(tyte eyez)
i know a b-tch in lamar, and his name is.
suck so much d-ck, till his lips get swollen
dribbling b-lls in your jaws, not on the court you ain’t hooping
now 25 wanna stay alive, better stick to them bricks you be shooting

(sean pymp)
creased down from head to toe, step in marabous
n-gg- don’t even know me, tal’n bout he wanna throw
you don’t want none of me, boy i roll with a mob
i got n-gg-z on my team, that just fiend to squab
smoking pounds snorting lines, f-cking minds i’m so scandalous
leave the balling to the pro’s, and work more on your rock handle this

(tyte eyez)
stacking cream in my safe, frequent trips to bahammas
got a b-tch from louisiana, looking like pochahantus
pimp virus in my blood, my click is sick like the flu
making your b-tch treat me special, like a st. eyez brew
when they call us big pimp sh-t, they labeled us right
b-tches shaking they money maker, keeping my game pymp tyte

(hook – 4x)

pymp tyte.

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