A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin 'bout? Young Pimp.. know what we doin? (Texas!) [Hook: Pimp C] Smokin out, pourin up, puttin dick up in
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C. Oh me Oh my them girls love me like Seth Cohen, So get a grip get a glass pour
dizzle, turn it up a little I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Shizzle G's to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo When the pimp
C. Keisha calling ATL, oh well, I'm kushin' D.C. Which ones better roll up I need a time Take a ride downtown, man, I'm higher than these skyscrapers Roll the windows up
't be no shit Out of town hard heads get Swiss cheesed up And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
your funeral and pour out casket cream Yeah, I said slow down honey I'm 'bout to wrap you up in jewels like Egyptian mummies 'Cause when I.N.C. die
I say it I'm in love with a stripper Gotta get her , gotta get with her I can't stay out this club [Pimp C] Uh, young Pimp C I'm a P-I-M-P, trickin'
when them devils want you gone you gone, tombstones and funeral homes keep yo game strong my little homie got his brains blown (POW!) ready to get yo whobang on, C
inside, so high indeed, with no sticks, no seeds, just some indo leaves, now breathe.. (chorus X2) Deven the Dude- I wake up in the mornin.. pour up
wanna smoke yours And I pour four, every time I pour Like, "Is you sayin? somethin' bitch? If ye ain't talkin 'bout us, we ain't talkin' 'bout shit" I woke up
pimpin' ain't made nigga pimpin' ain't raised nigga Nigga pimpin' is born pimpin' since its early dayz These niggaz get to trippin' playa pimpin' ain't lazy And if ya Miss. Pimp C throw up
I'ma pimp you dumb bitch! Send to wreck and get a check Turn up your deck, this dope We iced up and priced up, and crawling in Benzos [Verse 6: Powda
a boo muthafucka so you know I'm lit up Everybody get up, spin witha a Twista, it's a stick up This where the shit pick up, let me load this clip up Lust pour
up the rocks Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo spots That's how coke for that cook up his
up with the paper, y'all chasin' change Man, I'm runnin' up Broad Street in and out of lanes With the top down screamin' out, you niggaz know the sayin' C
