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von saxon - pimpin' lyrics

you can tell by my walk i’m a pimp
and my chain so heavy gotta limp bro
all my b+tches pretty and they witty
gotta nice phat ass and some real pert tiddies
p+i +m+p+i +n that’s pimpin
n+ggas can’t do like me i’m different
8 or 9 rings on one hand
so the slap feel different
defeat taste a lot like the back of my left hand
that’s crazy
got a dent in his forehead that match with the rings
on my left hand
that’s crazy
weave crooked so i know a b+tch ghetto
plug calling so i gotta say h+llo
buckshot em’ gotta itchy trigger finger
now his mama crying asking why i took her ragazzino
nice wit it buck he pulled a gun
he lost his life wit it blind lady luck
he rolled his dice wit it
lost a lung and his mind
i’m like a dyk+ wit it oh you wanna try
quit it
i got bodies to shoot a body no time for that
you gon’ catch a case and miss
yo’ flight now you ain’t flying back
my head where designer at purse big like a duffel bag
wanna know why n+gga grinning i’m winning
yeah vonny pimpin
might decline the call too busy counting racks
my taste french, my b+tch local
my 1/8th mid but pound loco
the great brit the loud h0m+
the von sax they can’t miss
the streets know tho
you can tell by my walk i’m a pimp
and my chain so heavy gotta limp bro
all my b+tches pretty and they witty
gotta nice phat ass and some real pert tiddies
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you can catch me on the block
wit’ the pills and the l!cks
here’s some k for ya mom and some blow fo yo sister
pulled up in a wraith and pulled off in a fisker
i knew dat’ b+tch was dirty
need protection when i kissed her
uh

is it bad for the robin
british little bird said her sh+t steady throbbin’
told her she could bring some friends
now the flock steady mobbin’
but when i gotta go now they all start sobbin’

b+tch there’s money to make there’s pictures to take
i’m feeling’ real tender today my d+ck need a break
i gotta go shoot the place and run up the safe
it’s getting real hectic today
it feel like a race so slow down the pace like

okay this here’s jay she new to the block
and she go both ways you can put it anywhere
you can finish anyplace
and if you don’t want her goin’ back to the cage
+
i got bodies to shoot a body no time for that
you gon’ catch a case and miss
yo’ flight now you ain’t flying back
my head where designer at purse big like a duffel bag
wanna know why n+gga grinning i’m winning
yeah vonny pimpin
might decline the call too busy counting racks
my taste french, my b+tch local
the 1/8th mid but pound loco
the great brit the loud h0m+
the von sax they can’t miss
the streets know tho
you can tell by my walk i’m a pimp
and my chain so heavy gotta limp bro
all my b+tches pretty and they witty
gotta nice phat ass and some real pert tiddies

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