Oral Bee - Image of Pimp lyrics

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Oral Bee - Image of Pimp lyrics

(Yeah, Yeah, Uhh) It's such a filthy game Such a dirty game The game don't eva change My image is everything [Chorus: translated to English] You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore Because of my image, I might call you a who*e You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept You gotta be open for some disrespect [Baby Bash] Word around town is I pop these P's Word around town is I hold these G's Word around town is I blow these trees Word around town is Baby Beesh Pimpin' in high velocity, yall squares betta back up off me Cuz we gonna do what the hell we do Baby Bash the ghetto socrities Gettin' all these keys at playa prices Top notch ho by da name of Icess Soak it up qick cuz da game is priceless Money and mackin' is nuttin nice (b*tch) Im out in Ohio man I missed my trial Feds after me cuz I serve this D Got blessed as Golden child [Chorus] [Oral Bee] I dominate the ladies, insult the ladies Some think that Oral Bee is badgering the ladies I ma**age some ladies.but keep it on the hush I'm a pimp, sh**, I'm not supposed to have no crush Met this lady, she was off the hook A playa got hard off her s**y look To my homies I said that she was crazy horny And, like most b**hes she was dumb and corny Well, the truth is that this girl was mad intelligent I wanted to follow her a** everywhere it went Yes Suh! This mama turned me on But then she met some slick-talkin playa and was gone He was a nasty playa who called her a queen Now, I can't do that, I am a pimp-machine Sometimes I wish that pretty b**h still was mine But, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it all the time [Chorus] [Third verse] Image of a pimp is what I got Take a look at me girl I live it hard I ain't chose to rhyme my game is cold Million dollar mouth piece have you bringin doe Back to the daddy in a candy caddy Wit a half bag of afghanastani Cuz me and Beesh see we blowin' big Can't help us now cuz we on it Ohh look we slammin' da bom on it Dont act like yo a** ain't noticed it I'm rollin' wit a bunch of hoggs Y'all ready know they like to ball I get paid fo s** give me the money on a daily basis Have yo a** on the track till 8 in da morning I'm a mack baby I ain't savin' h0s [Chorus] [Baby Bash] Blow one.. Now what it do, what it do, it's ya smokin' nephew What it do, what it do, it's ya smokin' nephew What it do, what it do, it's ya smokin' nephew