Pimpin - Lyrics by S.L.A.B. (Slow Loud And Bangin)

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I know these boppers steady callin' me
Since I'm a pimp, I let 'em know that I don't fuck for free
I threw the top off my slab and swang it like a G
Click the remote to my trunk and now I'm lookin' clean

Boppers steady callin' my phone, won't leave me alone
I'm ridin' on chrome and this a habit
I'ma be a playa for life that's shinin' so bright
And creepin' at night, I gotta have it

Hop aside of my dropper-topper or this classified half-a-slabber
If a bopper be ridin' my dick, it's guaranteed I'm grab her
Superstar like the Fat Pat, swangin' off in a black 'Lac
Spittin' game and I got that, run up in and get out that
Ain't no kissin' and huggin', no rubbin', no lovin' hoes
My mission is to get with 'em and then I'ma be fuckin' hoes
Tag teamin' with Yung Redd, too much game so we goin' FED
The only way for these hoes to see us is if they comin' off bread
Why let you fuck me for free? So you can get a reputation?
Better get your hoe change up out my face or a backhand you gon be facin'
Late night and crawlin' the slab and loadin' up the block (yeah, yeah)
I'm a playa forever and my game I'm settin' up (yeah, yeah, 713)

These hoes sayin': Yung Redd it ain't nothin' nice
Whatever the price, I keep wearin' yellow ice
I'm top-notch from my shoes to my Suns, to my socks
'Cause Redd in a drop don't usually stop or wait
I'm comin' up, man, I can't let these hoes take me under
And I don't need to know your name, fuck your phone number
You see me in the street, I'm spendin' money ey'r week
But talk is cheap and most niggas ain't street
Go ask them hoes in the hood, yeah, they know me well
I hit the block, so the spot and get a cop tail
Ain't hard to tell, my money too long to fail
Now when my solo drop, you know it's gon' sell

I was blessed to get the game, so I give it back to 'em
Run up in 'em flossin' and tossin', so much it be amusin'
Laid back and recline while I'm checkin' my palm pilot
With my hand on the wheel, lookin' like a pimp when I glide it
Tinted up, so I'm private, tryin' to get away from the boppers
Creepin' they neighborhood late night on don't-stoppers
I'm a T-H-U-G, reppin' S-L-A-B
Riding B-L-U-E in a B-U-I-C
'K with Trae and we dubbin' it out the roof (West Coast, nigga)
With diamonds on every tooth and you know that we bopperproof
Never gon be trickin' change on a nothin' ass hoe
I'ma hit it and quit it and that's the way the game go

What you know about a P-I-M-to-the-P?
I'm a player, babygirl, I can't fuck you hoes for free
Actin' like you my girlfriend, blowin' up my cell phone
Keep it real, you just frontin', tryin' to ride on my pone
That's why I stay one deep on the creep, I ride solo
Fo' sho', hoe, I know you wanna fuck this fo' do'
But, no, I push my roof back and pop my trunk open
Swangin' down your block, glass and 84's pokin'
Chokin' you hoes and haters, a playa, that's me
Silly bitch, you thought you played, L-I-L-to-the-B
But I'm a G, think about it we ain't fuckin' for free
Cut you loose, now I got all kinda boppers callin' me

Boppers steady callin' my phone, won't leave me alone
I'm ridin' on chrome and this a habit
I'ma be a playa for life that's shinin' so bright
And creepin' at night, I gotta have it

(Haha, ladies started trippin')

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