Texty:
Pimp Daddy Still Pimpin

[Pimp Daddy] One girl, that's talkin' shit Two just come and ride my dick Three girl's and you will see Four and how good this dick can be Now five,

shit you ever quote My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My momma ain't at home and daddy still in jail Tryna

high bid Suckers you've lost 'cause players you're not, gangstas you ain't You're faintin', punk, if you ever heard a gunshot Yo, the pusher, the player, the pimp

the Bone flow Thug invented, haters wanna wonder Why them thug niggas still gettin' in Nothin' changed the game like we did so we here, still with it

Yo Pop Let's jump in the fight game boy My nigga Bun B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with

, we hollering, it could all be this simple Know what? I'm gonna kiss you, 'cause daddy gonna miss ya Now that's love when a nigga not wanna pimp on a

you my property Daddy Jayo Felony, ain't nobody stoppin me And I said daddy, bitch thats what you gon' call me I ain't no simp or a wimp I'ma motherfuckin pimp

at all, I'm Quick Draw McGraw And number 20 on the Lakers couldn't hold me yahl I'm climbin' over yahl I'm still scorin' 85 percent of yahl awake but still

fame All that pressure you applyin' it's time to ease off Before I hit you from the blindside takin' your sleeves off As much as we's floss, still hard