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[Hook] Hey ho (hey ho), let's go (let's go) I know, cause we can get it on tonite You fine (you fine), I pimp (I pimp) And I walk with a limp Man you know the dro got me feelin' tight I'm rich (I'm rich), you po' (you po') Now you know, it's time to hit the block and grind I pimp (I pimp), I ball (I ball) And twenty's how I crawl Can't stop a nigga in his prime [Lil' Flip] Now I was in Washington at the playas ball Every pimp was there yeh in gator's and all I had to fade 'em all I had to pop my collar Valet my car yeh I'm in the drop Impala You got to swallow if you givin' me brain I'm goin' for the chart don't be givin' me pain You can get in the car don't touch shit in the car Do this, get on that plane put this brick in ya bra Come back, bring me the change in a hundred stacks Cause you know how we do it when we makin' that I'ma gi' you your cut and you gon' gi' me my shit And that's the way we do it now I'm in the lab droppin' hits Undergrounds get me paid, shows I'm on stage SongtexteHoes go in a rage when they see me on stage Cause I'm iced out when they see my chain they be like who cut the lights out, niggaz at the stores tryna figure out when I drop, I'm comin' sooner than you think In the summer time tanktop winter time mink [Hook] [Will Lean] Hey ma, I done seen bitches come and go That skeeze and fiends that have dreams to become a hoe Scream Geronimo, ya deep in the Pacific (I can hit it all night), if you wanna be specific Baby feel terrific when ya shake that ass Ain't no end when your friends tell you to make that cash Go on make it fast, see if you make it last After every niggaz smash, you mistaken for thrash Bitch where's my cash?, Will Lean the pimp Pimp cups up bitch with codine to sip I'm a Clover G, and I walkin' in dough And every twenty five feet nigga I'm walkin' on mo' Lil' Flipper, yo we gots the gats Them botany boys motherfucka, we gots them stacks S.U.C and we holdin' it down Cloverland on top and we holdin' the crown [C-Note] I know this chick from the north side that like to freak Fucked the hoe in the back of the jeep, Clover G's ain't weak Watch me creep, holdin' on a wood grain wheel Plus I got the diamond grill uh We be winnin', I love the way this free world spinnin' We been hot from the beginning shit It's Botany Boys, creepin' wid them chopper toys Quick to break ya off proper boy shit Call her cell, take her to the next hotel Young bitch know how to fuck like hell Call her friends, they pull up in a big bod Benz I guess we ain't the only one that playin' wid ends Aus Songtexte Mania