2 Chainz (tity Boi) - Pimps lyrics

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2 Chainz (tity Boi) - Pimps lyrics

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz] Wake up in the morning, roll a blunt and then I count bank Pull out the garage, hit a bu*ton then the top faint You ain't from the "A", all you really did was migrate Asking me if I'm great, yeah b**h I'm great Swerving down Peachtree, yeah b**h I'm straight Every day my birthday, yeah b**h I get cake You better get dough, ho you know I taught you better Take all his cash, grab on his a**, write that trick a love letter Came up off Ball and G, growed up off Bun and C Got me a Chevy swapped feet twice the same week Shawty say she want me, shawty know I run things We used to wear the mask like Friday the 1-3 Then I found out I had that pimp in my bloodstream Got me one ho and then I got me a whole team Had a starting five with a bench on the side So for every b**h I got, she got a b**h on the side [Hook x2: 2 Chainz] Pimp all day I even pimp in my sleep When I wake up I smoke a blunt before I eat Ho don't violate, b**h you know I taught you better Take all his cash, grab on his a**, write that trick a little letter [Verse 2: Bun B] I got money on my mind, I got cash up on my brain I got green up in my eyes and I ain't finna pa** it mane Never let a penny pa**, never let a dollar disappear And if you don't understand me b**h I'll make it crystal clear Coming down the Gulfway, pa**ing by the Scale Co Candy on the car, n***a pop my trunk they have no Choice but to watch the neon lights with my name lit Pimp a ho, stack the dough, yeah I'm on that same sh** Lames sit your a** up in the stands and eat a hot dog This is for the big bosses boy and you are not hog Never been a eagle man, I never seen you soar Through the sky, looking super fly cause you paid off a who*e You're not a pimp, put that on Pimp, you a fraud Buying p**y on the side instead of tryna break the broad We don't do that over here, matter fact we never did So keep your distance from the circle, we ain't with that tricking sh** b**h [Hook] [Verse 3: Big KRIT] Your eyes wide open, scopin', ropin' hold that thoroughbred p**y wet like April shower, t**ng power, thorough head Get deep in the mind of a pro, take her where she never been but where she wanna go Unless she in the comfort of a monster with a mouthpiece, then I reach her on stroll Pimp sh** get rich and quick, tell a bad b**h how I feel Never laid back, gotta make a quota, if it ain't a high roller keep that p**y sealed So motherf**er can you buy that? At the rhythm of a ba** drum Hit the club buy the bar like a star take that other n***a b**h like dare that n***a say something I seen pimps and you ain't one, you're not close to me I'm everything a real n***a supposed to be You act like you did everything you could, but she was supposed to leave At her neck like rosaries if she ain't where she supposed to be, I put her on game She devoted to the notion of roller coasters, and that won't change With my trunk on bang, sun on shine, break a b**h down like a Garcia y Vega Fill her up with the gumption to hit the ground running, and go and get me some gators Yeah suits with the tailor, that fit the frame of a n***a all about his paper Forever pimping, never slipping, forever recruiting these top notch hoes in the majors [Hook]