LIKE A PIMP
Okay, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Oh, your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Yeah, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
I'm freezing
I'm sleazy
Go hard but I make it look easy
Whole lotta water on me, no Fiji
Ice on my- uh
Got ice on my- uh
Got cheese in my jeans
Got ice on my neck
No this dick ain't free
Want me to take her out to dinner then she better pay for me
Got my name in your mouth, then you gotta pay a fee
Man we call it royalties
Oh gees, oh my
I'm- fly like a G6
Popo asking questions imma hit 'em with the plead fifth
Yeah I really want it, but I really don't need it
Yeah I really want her, but I really don't need her
Okay, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Oh, your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Yeah, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Okay, Yeah I'm feeling myself
And they feeling me too
What the fuck, you can't tell?
Yeah she feeling myself
It's a curse, It's a spell
Manifest what I want, and I wanna raise hell
I'm a mothafuckin menace
Ferragamo belt and a bag with the checkers
Counterfeit flippin'
Send 'em out to Skinee
Exchange for the gold chain now my drip silly
I go dummy on the ride home
Blowin' up my iPhone
She don't wanna know last night what was I on
Imma let it be a bygone
Bitch these rocks on my neck ain't no rhinestones
Okay, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Oh, your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Yeah, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Oh, your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Yeah, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
I'm freezing
I'm sleazy
Go hard but I make it look easy
Whole lotta water on me, no Fiji
Ice on my- uh
Got ice on my- uh
Got cheese in my jeans
Got ice on my neck
No this dick ain't free
Want me to take her out to dinner then she better pay for me
Got my name in your mouth, then you gotta pay a fee
Man we call it royalties
Oh gees, oh my
I'm- fly like a G6
Popo asking questions imma hit 'em with the plead fifth
Yeah I really want it, but I really don't need it
Yeah I really want her, but I really don't need her
Okay, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Oh, your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Yeah, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Okay, Yeah I'm feeling myself
And they feeling me too
What the fuck, you can't tell?
Yeah she feeling myself
It's a curse, It's a spell
Manifest what I want, and I wanna raise hell
I'm a mothafuckin menace
Ferragamo belt and a bag with the checkers
Counterfeit flippin'
Send 'em out to Skinee
Exchange for the gold chain now my drip silly
I go dummy on the ride home
Blowin' up my iPhone
She don't wanna know last night what was I on
Imma let it be a bygone
Bitch these rocks on my neck ain't no rhinestones
Okay, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Oh, your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Yeah, I walk 'round town
With a chain on my neck
And a limp in my step
Kind of feel like a pimp
Your man he a simp
He don't look like this
He don't talk like this
He don't feel like this
Credits
Writer(s): Seamus O'hearn
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