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natalac - pimp shhh lyrics

[natalac intro] & [haze karolina humming]
yeah, you know what i’m sayin its some things that gotta be handled when ya gotta handle it or it won’t get handled you know what i’m sayin, chuuuch

[chorus]

[natalac verse]
i pimp my pen to get the paper
i’m a broke chick mechanic i charge labor
no pay dues naw i catch the vapors
naw baby i won’t chase ya
thats a cakalac duval super player
i’m good for ya life i won’t trade ya
i know you feel like daddy must have made ya
cuz my p game is all h-lla major
3 decades of pimp pimp paper
up and down is your pussy your caper
short thighs drumsticks and d-cks your major
getting stacks from the streets call me later
a kilo still a thousand grams
left the track just for the instagram
cash app paypal still pay us still my life
clean gettin paper later chuuuch

[chorus]

[nuke fie verse] & [mr. mince verse]
i’m in that space ship n-gg- flat screens everywhere
p-ssenger side a bad b-tch with no underwear
quarterback of the team throw the money in the air
rims so big look like a ride n-gg- from the fair
b-tch betta have my money or your make up everywhere
hoe you ever been to the top well i can take you there

it ain’t no love for these hoes cuz they ain’t playin fair
all they play the role with that dairy air
you want a n-gg- to dress you and keep up with your hair
come up with my change & exchange i could use a spare
i could co sign the pussy get you off welfare
forever i’m pimpin long as the bread there

[chorus]

[professor hoetester verse]
p.i.m.p. pimp person in my position
when my toes touchdown pinky ring kissing
when a b-tch choose up pimps gleam and glisten
rule number 1 dont respect my pimpin

[rivaside kp verse]
pussi boi a snake dessert eagle got him dancin
i was working royal team my daddy did a grand stand
100 in my pants i can’t hold my pants up
i usta walk to school just for food cuz we ain’t had nothin
if ya really f-ck wit me dont lie to me ya f-ck wit me
bought a brick cook the work now ya auntie stuck wit me
back to loving told cubans not to f-ck wit me
baby mama broke my heart stupid b-tch broke up with me
fortunate and lucky me cash crops and cherry trees
turned to glock 23’s is something that stuck wit me
[fade out]

[chorus]
[haze karolina harmonizing & singing]
running game down on this b-tch

- natalac lyrics

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