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I can turn from player to killer in about two s-s-seconds flat Fetch yo hat for you nigga, Bring that motherfucker back Picture that, Picture me rollin in a benz black Picture me hittin corners and rollin the chronic sack Picture me thug thizzlin, Nigga keepin it bossy Bossy shh a shakin these haters, ke a Keepin them off me How many niggas out here gon be catchin some slugs Before somebody says don't fuck wit the thugs My fo-five is chrome just like my shoes 22's Try a smith and wesson, if Bossalini done paid his dues I draw down if dru down draw down on a nigga Do some thug shit wit these heaters until they feel us Head, Shoulders, Knees, And toes Mix the pi A pimpin with the thug thizzo di a dime pieces on me like tatos when we mix a thug thizzle wit the pimp pizzle I'm givin 'em what they want, Nigga straight pimpin I'm dippin up and down the track, I'm belvadere sippin I'm movin slow wit my interior light on I'm givin a show just to knock me one of these bad hoes I'm rollin N tires wit these big rims The bitch may fold, but Nigga what you been? Boy I'm all in, I put the p up in pimpin SongtexteNo 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 pimp bone 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 bitch that's ready to get a grip cheaa Its straight p-i-mp-i-ng and a G-6 wit me, See I'm gifted, I speak these words so fluent They make a bitch 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 sizzilin (Thanks to Die for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania