I the whip in the parkin' lot Step out sparklin' a medallion as I to the club hop in the spot, head noddin', countin' big faces Now I'm plottin' how to get the out the silk laces
Ok, my right, two parts of the cognac One part of the ice Fake playa, you mouthpiece when I speak Or you might find my name monogrammed between your sheets
Game stay tight, spending ain't a thing 'Cause we recoup when the track let Hey yo, what want, you better bow to the mack The playa, predator, etc
Keep pimpin' the crowd, put your hands to the roof Whoop, whoop, your money is made From my G's to the balas and balas up to the G's we on Playa, hustla shit
Keep through the crowd, put your hands to the roof Whoop, whoop, till your is made From my G's to the balas and up to the G's we on pimp Playa, hustla type
I'm pimpin' through the crowd, I'm off to the Where the balas and G's congregate when pop collars Look baby girl, you know my is made Can I see your in the back of the escalade?
Apologize when you know a playa Baby, you can hate the game, but you know it don't See it's like this we it on lock And got it made, as we step in wife beaters and French
Get with this, 'cause we We bang hits, stacking it Pop Cris, pour me a glass To get her drunk and make her give me the ass, holla
Keep pimpin' through the crowd, put your to the roof Whoop, whoop, till your money is From my G's to the balas and up to the G's we on pimp Playa, hustla type
Keep pimpin' through the crowd, put your hands to the Whoop, whoop, till your is made From my G's to the balas and balas up to the G's we on Playa, hustla type
Lets get the club up, 'em how we came to get down Lets get the club up, ain't no standin' around get the club up, get 'em from wall to wall Till my fellas get money, till the ladies drop
Lets get the club up, show 'em how we came to get Lets get the club up, ain't no standin' around Lets get the club up, get 'em from to wall Till my fellas get money, till the ladies drawers
Keep pimpin' through the crowd, put hands to the roof Whoop, whoop, your money is made From my G's to the and balas up to the G's we on pimp Playa, hustla shit
Keep pimpin' the crowd, put your hands to the roof Whoop, whoop, your money is made From my G's to the balas and balas up to the G's we on Playa, hustla shit
pimpin' through the crowd, put your hands to the roof Whoop, whoop, till money is made From my G's to the balas and up to the G's we on pimp Playa, hustla type shit, dig