tim dog - patriotic pimp lyrics
i’m a rebel, a stone not a pebble
but some say that’s a sign of a devil
they don’t want hard rap on the radio
they say they won’t play me no, but then it’s a maybe-so
they want records that’s not too black
well if it ain’t black then the sh-t is wack
i’m as commercial as commercial can get
i’m tim dog and i’m full in effect
i get diamonds, furs, ride in benzes
i hate the girls who wear contact lenses
or extensions, but not too mention
you see a lot at the rap conventions
i’m an ego-trip, yeah i’m conceited
what you got i sure as h-ll don’t need it
i have everything my heart desire
and if i didn’t then i’d be a liar
i’m a thousand-word picture
try to step to me, watch whatcha get ya
full of [?] and real [?]
i step off with all the b-tches
i’m large…yeah
i’m large…yeah
i’m large…yeah
i’m dog, for those that know me
and if you should and you don’t, you won’t
i crash and bash and smash and trash, step in my path
homeboy, i’ma eat your -ss
i’m a pit, some call me cujo
give me respect i suggest you do so
i proclaim the game to fame and aim, remain the same
yo what the f-ck is my name?
tim dog and don’t forget it
all you b-tches i know that you’re with it
i’m a grow and show the broken flow
come squeeze a hoe and make some dumb-ss dough
i’m gettin’ large by minute and sec
and come correct in full-effect
some ask the question why did you make it
because i knew the radio wouldn’t play this
i made a record that i can implore to, avoid to
and the girls can enjoy too
i’m dog, rap lord prime minister sinister
i let you know the f-ck, when it’s the time
to rhyme mine, define, hide behind the line
but in due time, hear the rhyme
hypo-nitro, might go, past go
words continue to flow at a ratio
of speed, like apollo creed
you get jabbed with a metaphor rap
compare me, dare me, stare me, wear and tear me
tryin’ to scare me but you can’t even scan me
who the h-ll is better than me?
well is it dog or g-o-d?
i’m a go-getter, ride a jeep not a jetta
but if your girl wanna hang then let her
i’ll bone that hoe i swear
and send her home with some dog hairs
i’m quite ill, but quite blunt
suckers a pull a stunt, you know ya front
when you see my nine comin’ out the leather strap
boy you better step back
i’m large…yeah baby
i’m large…uh
i’m large…you don’t wanna f-ck with me baby
i’m large…yeah this is just something for the systems
all the motherf-ckin’ mack-daddies out there that got all the b-tches on your d-ck
makin’ crazy cash and you know you got it going on
so whenever [?] some ol’ stank dirty hoe b-tch tryin’ to play you out
just call up those famous words from tim dog
i’m large…
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