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lil darius & tay keith - pimpin lyrics

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[intro]
(tay keith, f+ck these n+ggas up)
(run that back, turbo)

[chorus]
i keep it player, i know that she diggin’ my pimpin’ (she diggin’ my pimpin’)
i got a fetish for money and all of these women (and all of these women)
i put her in marni and prada, she gotta be different (she gotta be different)
i should’ve been boxing, just look how my diamonds be hittin’
paper coming in fast for me (fast for me)
i’m getting money like an athlete (money like an athlete)
still havin’ these bags for cheap (bags for cheap)
i’m in the streets, not the industry (the industry)
dope boy, fitted air force ones, still havin’ trap tendencies (trap tendencies)
they love the fact that i keep it player, all my main hoes dig the pimp in me (the pimp in me)

[verse]
she digging my pimpin’ (my pimpin’)
she know i got a ho, she ain’t trippin’ (she ain’t trippin’)
double cup full of wocky, i’m sippin’ (i’m sippin’)
amiri jeans and celine, i’m dripping (i’m dripping)
i’m the plug, not the man in the middle
you need some bags, send my man to go get ’em (go get ’em)
the feds got my dawg locked in the cage (the cage)
i wanna him free, i might go buy me a kennel (a kennel)
i’m friends with some shooters, i’m hiring them n+ggas (them n+ggas)
i really hung around robbers and k!llers (robbers and k!llers)
we like them glocks and drac’s
got a show out of state and my sprinter be full of them of them spinners (spinners)
put that sh+t on gang, i love them members (them members)
long cold nights, they don’t even remember (even remember)
took one of ours, they block, we spinnin’ (we spinnin’)
can’t even say how many shots we sent ’em (we sent ’em, we sent ’em)
i put them bags in the hood and they coming from cali’ (they coming from cali’)
i know that i’m trippin’, i f+cked off the profit in magic (i f+cked off the profit in magic)
i’m paying whatever, i’m taking her home if she valid (i’m taking her home if she valid)
she got a n+gga and i got a b+tch, we ain’t trippin’, we both keep it pimpin’ (keep it pimpin’)
[chorus]
i keep it player, i know that she diggin’ my pimpin’ (she diggin’ my pimpin’)
i got a fetish for money and all of these women (and all of these women)
i put her in marni and prada, she gotta be different (she gotta be different)
i should’ve been boxing, just look how my diamonds be hittin’
paper coming in fast for me (fast for me)
i’m getting money like an athlete (money like an athlete)
still havin’ these bags for cheap (bags for cheap)
i’m in the streets, not the industry (the industry)
dope boy, fitted air force ones, still havin’ trap tendencies (trap tendencies)
they love the fact that i keep it player, all my main hoes dig the pimp in me (the pimp in me)



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