RIP Pimp C
Smoking out pouring up keep that lean all in my cup
Pull up in that all white drop on any block and chop the top
That's your bitch well that's my bop
White bitch look like Goldie locks told me that she like my locks
Ain't no cuffing ain't no cops
Off a pill she make it pop gimme toppy make it sloppy
Bitch you bet not spit it out get on top me call me papi
When I'm done I kick her out bitch get off me bitch don't call me
I ain't bring her to my spot no location she can't stalk me
I don't fuck with no Balmains Versace draws my balls hang
Bad bitch with a tall frame she eating dick like lo mein
Choppa on me got a long range accurate Chris Paul aim
You ain't gang gang that's a false claim niggas folding like card games
All my cars got leather and wood rolling potent uh
Bitch let's get this understood she grip my dick I'm gripping wood
Swinging 24's I'm Kobe work my left wrist I'm Ginobli
Pull her hair and let her throat me then she text me why you ghost me
Smoking out pouring up keep that lean all in my cup
Pull up in that all white drop on any block and chop the top
That's your bitch well that's my bop
White bitch look like Goldie locks told me that she like my locks
Ain't no cuffing ain't no cops
Off a pill she make it pop gimme toppy make it sloppy
Bitch you bet not spit it out get on top me call me papi
When I'm done I kick her out bitch get off me bitch don't call me
I ain't bring her to my spot no location she can't stalk me
Pull up in that all white drop on any block and chop the top
That's your bitch well that's my bop
White bitch look like Goldie locks told me that she like my locks
Ain't no cuffing ain't no cops
Off a pill she make it pop gimme toppy make it sloppy
Bitch you bet not spit it out get on top me call me papi
When I'm done I kick her out bitch get off me bitch don't call me
I ain't bring her to my spot no location she can't stalk me
I don't fuck with no Balmains Versace draws my balls hang
Bad bitch with a tall frame she eating dick like lo mein
Choppa on me got a long range accurate Chris Paul aim
You ain't gang gang that's a false claim niggas folding like card games
All my cars got leather and wood rolling potent uh
Bitch let's get this understood she grip my dick I'm gripping wood
Swinging 24's I'm Kobe work my left wrist I'm Ginobli
Pull her hair and let her throat me then she text me why you ghost me
Smoking out pouring up keep that lean all in my cup
Pull up in that all white drop on any block and chop the top
That's your bitch well that's my bop
White bitch look like Goldie locks told me that she like my locks
Ain't no cuffing ain't no cops
Off a pill she make it pop gimme toppy make it sloppy
Bitch you bet not spit it out get on top me call me papi
When I'm done I kick her out bitch get off me bitch don't call me
I ain't bring her to my spot no location she can't stalk me
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Writer(s): Darin Norwood
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