Purple Ranger [$ippin’ Donatello with Captain Ginyu Y2K Remix] lyrics

[Intro: Project Pat & Pimp C]
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Verse 1: Norman Atomic]
It's that dead pimp
Walking with a dead leg limp
Keep your shrimp and grits
b*tch, I want some steak and eggs
Sipping on some OJ
Give me the blade, so I can slice open the blunt
And dump the guts on top your b*tch's f*cking back
While she sucking on my nuts, uh
Blow me slowly, while I'm blowing smoke rings
While I'm pouring more lean
Hoes keep hoping I'mma share the codeine
Actin' like a dope fiend
Show me that you know me, ho
Smoke weed until I'm on the floor
Dressed in all black, with a purple glow
Sipping ice cold water in the f*cking snow
I don't trust these hoes because I want to be alone
Throw 'em a bone
Sitting on my lap in the f*cking throne
Told her, "b*tch, pick up the phone"
Tell them I need another zone
She was too stoned, and told them I'm home
Later that night they busted in the door
Put the chrome to my dome
Busted my head open. left my brains on the floor
Just another dead pimp, never trust, never trust
Never trust them f*cking hoes, ho
[Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C]
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Verse 2: Anthony Mars]
Well it's that dope fiend staying higher than a Goodyear blimp
Every time I pour the lean, I wonder if I'll die like Pimp
Taking some hydrocodones, trappin' off the flip phone
Twenty inches of black chrome
Riding, smoking on a zone
Sipping on that Tussionex
When it come to doing drugs, ho, you know I do them the best
Ain't no flex
Got Pyrex, cookin' dope
Don't sell it no more
All I do is indulge
f*cking hoe won't leave me alone
Trying to jugg my drugs
And I'm like, "Back up, back up"
Before you get smacked up, smacked up
Running like a Mack Truck
Strap up, trying to get my racks up
Catch up, to my dope habits
Xan and dro's, got me f*cked up on the floor
Where to go?
I don't know
When I'm high, just leave me alone
[Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C]
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Verse 3: Wavy Jone$]
I gotta redhead like April to roll my blunts
Got an eighth in my jeans so you know what’s up
I brought a pack of the woods you can throw the dutch
Sipping Donatello when I’m pouring up
Slowing down blowing loud
Middle of the pit, b*tch throwing down
Riding 'round like f*ck the ops
f*ck the cops, take me to trial
Bad b*tches, don’t vibe with them
Might slip the di*k or get high wit' 'em
Might pimp my b*tch but won't ride with her
Might get the top then its bye with her
Yo' main b*tch, my side hitta'
I ain't sh*t but she loving me
I’m ugly but she f*ckin' me
Bust a nut then roll a blunt for three
Hit the door before I smoke da b*tch
Scrape the scale
Blow the fish
Drop the roof
Pop a tab
Find the truth, always have
bast*rd son with a past that’s f*cked
Cup full of blood in the cut where the bud
$uicideboy$ on the block where the drugs
'64 Chevy dead cop in the trunk like what
[Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C]
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone
The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Outro: Project Pat]
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—