Underground Kingz feat. Jucy J and DJ Paul Like a Pimp Lyrics

Dirty Money Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Let Me See It
  • 2 Choppin' Blades
  • 3 Look at Me
  • 4 Ain't That a Bitch
  • 5 Gold Grill
  • 6 PA Nigga
  • 7 Holdin' Na
  • 8 Don't Say Shit
  • 9 Dirty Money
  • 10 Like a Pimp
  • 11 Pimpin' Ain't No Illusion
  • 12 Take It Off
  • 13 Wood Wheel
  • 14 Money, Hoes & Power
  • (Like a pimp)

    [Bun B]
    Say ***** I'm thinking of a master plan
    And I'm bringing this paper faster than
    These other lil bastards can
    So I'm digging in my mind for the *****es I broke
    And keep a player paid in full cause pimping ain't no joke
    You want to pop that ***** that's a slim *** chance
    Put the paper in the panties when you get that dance
    This C.O.D. *****, so you can keep your nuh plastic cards
    No checks, no money orders, Visas or Master Cards
    Original old school rock balling rappers
    *****es still say we high side call us sky cappers
    But why slap us when you think a ***** down on his luck
    You try and flag us when you see us coming down in a buck
    Now what the **** part of the game taught y'all that ***** play
    See we makes a ***** pay
    Like a ***** weigh
    And then a ***** stay
    Wouldn't sit still
    **** how this **** feel
    This ain't studio pimping
    This **** real pimping

    [Pimp C]
    I got them *****es popping ***** getting buck (getting buck)
    And you know that we couldn't give a **** (give a ****)
    I got them *****es on the corner selling **** (selling ****)
    And the game that we go don't stop (don't stop)
    I got them thug *** *****z with the syrup (with the syrup)
    And you know that we always blowing herb (blowing herb)
    And in the club man you know we stay strapped (stay strapped)
    And ***** you know that it ain't about this rap (ain't about this rap)

    [Bun B]
    To many *****s out here buying hoes a meal
    ***** that ain't the way a ***** supposed to feel
    I close the deal from the front door
    **** me right and suck me tight
    And you just might hit the blunt hoe
    I don't stunt and blow smoke up your *** baby
    But don't be acting all saditty with class baby
    You with a ***** such as my self it'll cost you
    So pay before a ***** **** around and be the tosser

    [Pimp C]
    Sweet Jones, gripping grain
    With all that **** you talk ain't got no bezatine chain
    And most of y'all *****s ain't nothing but tricks
    But we sipping lean and breaking bricks
    Popping pills, work the wood wheel
    **** where you're from and **** how you feel
    If you want to go to war I'll take you to war
    I got an AK-47 and a tek in the car

    [Chorus: Pimp C]
    I got them *****es popping ***** getting buck (getting buck)
    And you know that we couldn't give a **** (give a ****)
    I got them *****es on the corner selling **** (selling ****)
    And the game that I got don't stop (don't stop)
    I got them thug *** *****z with the syrup (with the syrup)
    And you know that we always blowing herb (blowing herb)
    And in the club man you know we stay strapped (stay strapped)
    And ***** you know that it ain't about this rap (ain't about this rap)
    ***** *****z getting hit in the front (in the front)
    I give a **** ***** you can hit the blunt (hit the blunt)
    And everyday young boys that's paid (that's paid)
    Lay it down when we chopping on the blades (chopping on the blades)

    [Juicy J]
    I'm always trying to put in work
    *****z wanna do my dirt
    Balling down on Beale Street
    Sipping on a pint of syrup
    Chopping up the chronic weed
    Picking all the ****ing seeds
    Trying to slow my roll
    In my trunk I got them ****ing keys
    Always riding Chevy things
    Shining on them twanky things
    Kids I'm a role model
    Police I'm a dope man
    Can't forget to check my traps
    Got me cheese a player slap
    People say that pimping dead
    Never has it left my mouth
    Optimos a fifth of crown
    Red eyes with a frown
    *****z with them gold teeth
    Fast talking on the town
    Some of us are under cover
    Make your baby mama love us
    Knot in my right pocket
    Left pocket got them rubbers
    Right hand Rolex watch
    Stuffed shirt plastic glock
    Back pocket Chevy keys
    Ready for the brain wash
    I'mma go pimp a *****
    I'mma like wicked witch
    Always got to watch your friends
    Backstabbers cause a snitch

    [DJ Paul]
    Now see let me blow your mind the real business in the wind
    The main thing ****ing up these hoes is their ****ing friends
    You remember back in day it was *****z pimping hoes
    Take a look around now it be hoes pimping hoes
    What the business what the deal man these hoes got me ****ed
    Make me walk up in the strip and kind of get like buck
    Oh you ****ing with my cheese oh you ****ing with my paper
    ***** you got to pay the piper even if you straight rape her
    I ain't mad about my girl licking ***** with a girl
    Cause she got to get it done but that thing ain't my world
    ***** I'll tell you what your job and your job nonstop
    I need the spectacles, testicles, wallet and watch
    I need the coke keys, door keys, low keys, rover keys
    On knees and Bentley's, mozzarella cheese
    Now ***** now you talking hoes get to walking
    And I ain't trying to hear that bullshit ***** walk (*****!)

    [Chorus]

    [Pimp C]
    Hold up, hold up

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