Abel - Gimpin' lyrics

**Talking** Mi puta, This what its all about huh, f**ing and s**ing You piece of trash, Every gimp like you needs a pimp like me ok You get on that f**ing block and you make my money you piece of trash Make my money right now, you get on that street and you look good And you work good and you s** good ok (Kane) Dressed to impress like I'm slinging them birds Put a b**h on pimp arrest as she keep her eyes to the curb These ho's we don't need em, we let the welfare feed em Hustlas pimp hoes for p**y let them fake bustas eat em Mr. Kane, Mr. Magic, dog a b**h quick Hit that trick from the back and let her s** my brother dick We don't sweat these hoes, we let these hoes Find em, f** em, duck em and forget these hoes I need fresh money everyday b**h have my cash Try to short game or run game get shot in the a** Understand you da hoe and I'm the pimp All paper comes to me, see you the gimp Put some stretchmarks on that p**y and f** till you limp When the sun goes down you gonna do it again (Abel) I started off two hoes on the block for me Now its two hundred hoes wanna shop with me Chorus: (Magic, Kane & Abel) Look, I got a proposition every gimp needs a pimp If you about gimpin' then we about pimpin (repeat 4x) (Big Ed) It ain't nothing like black p**y on my dick My tank dawgs said never put my faith in a b**h All females ain't hoes, I love the ladies But gimps get tag team freaks in backseats of jeeps I'm that big dick n***a drivin up ya street Big dick n***a got em going mouth to me I'll hit ya in ya grill hole if you want it there I'll even watch you eat your girl's p**y I dont care I'll hit you from the back, slap your a** and pull your hair Wrap around rub your clit through your pubic hairs Women call me the a**a**in cause they know I'm gone k** it I f** your p**y so hard I make ya momma feel it (Mac) Now where the gimps, I slam em like Shawn Kemp I guess I'm a born pimp cause I never eat it, still I complete it My name Mac so motherf**ers know where my game at I f** em and duck, give em wrong numbers and what Camouflage love all night making you moan Yeah I get mine and I'm gone but I gotta go finish my song Look you ain't gotta go home but you gotta leave Now straighten up your weave And call me soon as you make it to your crib please And I'm gone give you a beep next time I want to creep Wouldn't give a f** if you sleep, wake up and greet its me I like them thug girls yall can have them pretty hoes Them giddy hoes ain't good for nothing but videos Chorus 4x No disrespecting my sisters, I'm disrespecting you b**hes Scandalous hoes s**ing and f**ing for a n***a's riches Keep your hands out my pockets ho cause I'm a pimp You can't play this f**ing player thats why I treat you like a gimp You ain't nothing but a f** or two So if you ain't got no cash then I really dont want your a** I'm bout bigger and f**ing better If you really want me then bring the cheddar And I promise you that you'll never need another fellow Treat ya like daddy but be sure to call me Magic And if I ever catch you stashing, girl I'm gone let you have When a n***a call you, call me and I decide (hmmm...) Whether this n***a deserves the p**y...trust me Sign your name on the dotted line and if you ever need this n***a Just call me I ain't hard to find Chorus 4x **Talking** (Magic) What you don't get it or something... No limit carry nothing but pimps and motherf**ing players Know what I'm saying. Tell em twin (Kane) n***a these hoes like busses You miss one you just catch another one ya heard me Is that your p**y or is a catchers mitt? s** a dick b**h (Magic) Ol' stanky uncomfortable scallywag trifling a** ho Hoes don't mean nothing to us