EMPTY DREAMS lyrics

[Intro: Skinny Pimp]
Pimp n*gga
Breakin' on a b*tch n*gga
Drinking on some Crown, clown
Watch me whip a dirty hoe down
I was raised to dog 'em all
Smack 'em up, jack 'em up
Push 'em to the wall, dawg
Fill they mouth up full of nut
f*ck 'em in the-

[Verse: Skinny Pimp]
Bunk bed or the f*cking toilet bowl
It really don't matter to me 'cause she a G, won't make your pockets swole
Now I gotta dump that hoe, but she wanna stick me
With a f*ckin' knife, b*tch, I'm strapped with an Uzi
b*tches are dumber than motherf*cker steppin' up to me with that sh*t
Knowin' that a player, ain't barrin no b*tch
Groupies on my f*cking di*k, resthaven n*ggas, make me sick
Once I got my ass in, some busters couldn't even stand a playa
Just because I'm on that other level I don't need to hear
Long as a n*gga got some b*tches by his side
That's all a n*gga need, and a clean ass ride
See, if weren't for the b*tches on the motherf*ckin' track
A playa wouldn't be stackin', that's why I'm ridin clean, b*tch
[Break]
Damn girl, you gotta good man
What's your man name?
Haven't you heard, The Skinny, Skinny, Skinny Pimp
The rapper?
That's him
That's my man
b*tch, I can't to motherf*ckin tell

[Verse: Skinny Pimp]
Skinny motherf*ckin' Pimp, talkin' about a dirty tramp
Like a n*gga supposed to, 'cause they know the sh*t is true
di*k suckin', I know they love it, 'cause they do it a whole lot
Gossipin' ass b*tch, always on a dope dealers jock
Just because he slangin' yay, got the freaky b*tch high cappin'
Actin like she's stuck up, knowin, she goin, that's why lil pimpin' jackin'
On that hoe, come to find out he's a hoe
Cause he be crying, everytime he do a crime
She be f*ckin' all the time

[Verse: Skinny Pimp]
The reason a n*gga that leave with quickness
He was sprung off the money he givin her
Knife, b*tch, I'm strapped with an Uzi
b*tches are dumber than-
The reason a n*gga that leave with quickness
He was sprung off the money he givin her
Me, 'cause she a G, won't make your pockets swole
Now I gotta-
Motherf*cker steppin' up to me with that sh*t
Knowin' that a player, ain't barrin no b*tch
Groupies on my f*cking di*k, resthaven n*ggas, make me sick
Once I got my ass in, some busters couldn't even stand a playa
Just because I'm on that other level I don't need to hear
Long as a n*gga got some b*tches by his side
That's all a n*gga need, and a clean ass ride
See, if weren't for the b*tches on the motherf*ckin' track
A playa wouldn't be stackin', that's why I'm ridin clean, b*tch