Sumn' Like a Pimp

I put some new shits on my ride, hit the block

Bet you if I turn the beat up I can make 'em bop

Got me saying, who the fuck you be? Bitch, you know me

Who the fuck? Who-who the fuck you be? Bitch you know me

I'm sum'n like a pimp

I'm whipping something inconspicuous

Got something pumped back at my house that be so ridiculous

And he's a piece or stick of this

My car door open like a butterfly, wonder why

I get them broads open then I tell her bye (tell her bye)

Now she's stuntin' in the front seat with a baller goin' places

Looking at my interior, baby makin' funny faces

Bump the stereo, here we go, speed up the scenario

Loosen her up with fruit juice and Caribou to boost her up

Can I get it? (Good)

Baby looking at me like nobody ever hit it (good)

Grip it, (wood)

It's too easy for my pimpin' like I never even did it, (stood)

It's something sharper than most, girlies flocking to me

Like I'm dropping dollars off in Barbary Coast

Now it's time for us to go, we switched from eighty-fours to blades

I put my car up on display and skate out like the Ice Capades

Cause I'm living good now, see me grippin' wood now

I'm something like a pimp and I'mma make it understood now

It started back in 1985

Seventh grade, I started lookin' bitches in they eye

Play game off in they brain like how to get 'em on they backs now

Thanks to my Uncle Ike, I'm puttin' macks down

Aye, I get up in that-that, sit up in that cat

Did up and then get blowed, literally, livin the ladies

And livin' la vida loca la coca la lavish and get chose

Can't a woman get me up outta a system

I see 'em, sick 'em, it's systematic to set up a strow

City slicker then sicker to seek a psycho set of sot

Or I say a super synapses speaking of she showed

Hoes, everywhere I go, they show those

T-N-A, like, every day, mane, that's my logo

She laid me and drink my babies, take my mojo

With my Mercedes, backwards 80, chrome four-door