Pimpin’ lyrics

by

BandGang Javar


[Intro :]
(Skit)
BandGang

[Verse 1 : BandGang Javar]
You take hoes to Miami, I send them to Indy
I feed her McDonald's you took her to Denny's
She sent you to voicemail, she sent me them titties
You think she a keeper, she got more bodies then pinky
Ugh you cuffin a runner, you spent a check on that pus*y I got it for nothing
You done bought this hoe a bag, she found her a sucker
That pus*y got a lot of miles, hope you using a rubber
Yo hoe IG cake f*cked, I know you a rookie
She hit the red roof turnt, of Remy and cookie
I f*cked her and called that hoe uber, Ask lonnie and pookie
You laid up with that hoe, and she ain't even give you the coochie
I don't even eat the pus*y, you eating the booty
Got you slapping on yo b*tch, I heard she a groupie
She got yo head hurting, she talked thru the movie
I just got head on camera, I might send you the movie

[Skit]

[Verse 2 : BandGang Lonnie Bands]
You stressing that b*tch, I f*ck her in twos
You buy them Celine bags, I stuff them with blues
Once I bring that hoe around, she f*cking the crew
Don't bring yo sister round me, I'm f*cking her too
I found me a stuffer
Made her stuff a 100 pills, ain't pay that b*tch nothing
I'ma 69 South n*gga, I'm hot as a oven
And if they coming, then they coming, ain't no point in running
It's all fun and games n*gga, tell yo man's pointing
You ain't winning no charge with a counter pointing
Aye I think my phone tap, that sh*t got me noted
They heard a n*gga eating, man they tryna destroy us
Got my own work, [?] employed
I'm the motherf*ckin man , so you can't Lil boy me
Aye, aye got that bag on me
n*gga like hunnit grams, got that tan on me

[Skit]
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