Spice 1 - Pimp Pizzle lyrics

[Chorus 2x: Spice 1] Thug Thizzle, Pimp pimp pizzle She can't tell if it's my dick or my pistol [Dru Down] Thug thizzlin, Pimp pimp pizzlin She love my style and my game's so sizzlin [Verse 1: Spice 1] I can turn from player to k**er in about two s-s-seconds flat Fetch yo hat for you n***a, Bring that motherf**er back Picture that, Picture me rollin in a benz black Picture me hittin corners and rollin the chronic sack Picture me thug thizzlin, n***a keep it bossy Bossy shakin these haters, Keepin them off me How many n***az out here gon be catchin some slugs Before somebody says don't f** wit the thugs My fo-five is chrome just like my shoes 22's Track smith and wesson, Bossalini done paid his dues I draw down if dru down draw down on a n***a Do some thug sh** wit these heaters until they fill us Head, Shoulders, Knees, And toes Mix with the pimpin thug thizzles Have a dime piston on me like tatos Reminiscing thug thizzle wit the pimp pizzle Chorus 2x [Verse 2: Dru Down] I'm givin 'em what they want, n***a straight pimpin I'm livin up and down the track, I'm belvadere sippin I'm movin slow wit the interior light on I'm givin a show just to knock me one of these phat hoes I'm rollin in style wit these big rims The b**h may fold, n***a where you been? Boy I'm all in, I put the p up in pimpin No simpin, I been doin this for a minute I'm rippin and runnin, Yes, I'm automatically gunnin I been like cash money millionaires straight stunnin Pimpin is nothin, I gotta put one in my body that knocks hottie especially on a friday It's my way or the highway That's what me and chico tell a b**h that's ready to get her diss sh** Straight p-i-mp-i-ng in a G-6 wit me, See I'm gifted, I speak these words so fluent They'll make a b**h jump into it, It's nothin to it Because I'm pimp pimp pizzlin She love my style, My game because it's so damn sizzlin Chorus 10x