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yungrod ggucci - pimps with no whips lyrics

(intro)
what kinda pimp has no whip, that sh-t there cray
the way i grew up it’s a pimp prerequisite
word is they cuffin ugly hoes too, where they do that at?
kidd hatchet and henny don’t do it
i’m gone show y’all the difference of pimpin
from the ham straight up to the bean

(hook)
pimps with no whips, hoes with no stroll
big brother beams and no rent control
no 78 buicks, no 87 fords
no 65 lincolns with the kissing doors
no 69 “lacs di-diamond in the back fifth wheel on shine
with the paint to match
you cats got talk but no game to match
what kinda lame is that?

[verse]
this ain’t no memphis, tn or some tv show
no 48 hours or some d-mn hustle and flow
this here how it go, lend me your ear and i’ll show
you how a so-called pimp can really turn cold
with no whip then the hoes won’t holler
if you tricking all your dollars for a ride
she won’t follow or oblidge
fumbling off that “loud” losing all your stash
calling to the lord when you ain’t listen in the past
man i done seen it all in the bean
i may fly off to the ham, for to be a little closer to my fam
an oasis where i stand, with goddess from egypt land
having david walker dreams like they may k!ll me where i stand
the beast at the tea, now the streets became me
l-st, money, drugs, and yaya is all i can see
sold the big ticket, legal matters seen in plain sight
like whitey burglar i’m stealing the bean
peeping out the scene
thourough pimps got whips like fems to pearl drops
455 with the super rocket cruisin down the spot
turn it up a notch bending corners on the block
bumping reggae on the ave right before i hit the slab
taking everything i have rearview mirror take my past
i’m looking for familiar land, with blue skies and a slight overcast

(hook)
[yunhrod ggucci] r. i. p. sweet jones
[verse 2]
find 2g in the ham i’m probably making a move
no micheal jackson, my criminal mind is smooth
poppa taught me how to use all my god given tools;
he told me to play the game and for the streets don’t be no fool
momma taught me all that too, and to never break the rules
keep them squares up out your circle, humble spirits hold them true
what the flip and i to do cause the streets was gave to me
so i pretended like i was back in the days of my teens
learn them sh-ts from a to z
if you think you playing me
better catch me on the d, more points and -ssists than your whole d-mn team
kidd hatchet and young henny, ctm behind me
represent the city, with the humblest of dreams
showing love when it’s seen
bringing magic to the scene
we may lose and we win but our outcome is green in the end
once again the question still remains

[hook]

[bridge]
like my lil n-gga jay said, at least have a broken down whip
that means you have humble beginnings

- yungrod ggucci lyrics

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