Look Pimpin!
๐ต 1435 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:38 duration
๐ ID: 18237117
๐ Lyrics
You see my swag?
Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
I think you better back, back
Because my hand is itching to give you a smack
What's your name again, Jack?
It's the end of the road, ain't no turning back
Don't let the fly taste fool you
Matter of fact, it's about time that I school you
Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry
I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
A little birdie chirped of your flurry
Now I must nip it, or better yet bury
Your entity. Look at me while I'm talking
I heard you lurking or was it even stalking
My program, thinking you're the man in the place
Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face
Look Pimpin', I ain't playing
In a minute you're gonna be laying
On the ground. I ain't messing around
My city, my rules, my money, my town!
Brim tilted, coat quilted
Fresh to death, literally I do kill it
Blood spilleth in this game of death
Yeah, you can hear the announcer but ain't no ref
I just kept hearing your name too much
And that's it, now I just came to touch...
Your backbone with a boot, a cane to the tooth
It don't take much now, ain't that the truth?
My boo got a thing for you
She really loves money, but the pain will do
You can't hang, you a featherweight
I can't believe that you made it this far. It'll never take
A lot of work to make you levitate
I strike first. Don't hesitate to populate the murder rate
You just sealed your fate
On the holidays that'll be one less plate
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.44]
[00:05.00] You see my swag?
[00:01.80] Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
[00:11.46] I think you better back, back
[00:13.20] Because my hand is itching to give you a smack
[00:15.09] What's your name again, Jack?
[00:16.86] It's the end of the road, ain't no turning back
[00:18.69] Don't let the fly taste fool you
[00:20.47] Matter of fact, it's about time that I school you
[00:22.22] Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry
[00:24.02] I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
[00:25.87] A little birdie chirped of your flurry
[00:26.76] Now I must nip it, or better yet bury
[00:29.54] Your entity. Look at me while I'm talking
[00:31.36] I heard you lurking or was it even stalking
[00:33.12] My program, thinking you're the man in the place
[00:34.96] Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face
[00:36.78] Look Pimpin', I ain't playing
[00:38.56] In a minute you're gonna be laying
[00:40.35] On the ground. I ain't messing around
[00:43.03] My city, my rules, my money, my town!
[00:52.04] Brim tilted, coat quilted
[00:53.00] Fresh to death, literally I do kill it
[00:54.88] Blood spilleth in this game of death
[00:56.64] Yeah, you can hear the announcer but ain't no ref
[00:58.49] I just kept hearing your name too much
[01:00.23] And that's it, now I just came to touch...
[01:02.08] Your backbone with a boot, a cane to the tooth
[01:03.81] It don't take much now, ain't that the truth?
[01:06.56] My boo got a thing for you
[01:08.35] She really loves money, but the pain will do
[01:10.16] You can't hang, you a featherweight
[01:11.92] I can't believe that you made it this far. It'll never take
[01:13.75] A lot of work to make you levitate
[01:14.63] I strike first. Don't hesitate to populate the murder rate
[01:17.42] You just sealed your fate
[01:19.25] On the holidays that'll be one less plate
[01:21.90]
[00:05.00] You see my swag?
[00:01.80] Now you wanna come and give me all this drag
[00:11.46] I think you better back, back
[00:13.20] Because my hand is itching to give you a smack
[00:15.09] What's your name again, Jack?
[00:16.86] It's the end of the road, ain't no turning back
[00:18.69] Don't let the fly taste fool you
[00:20.47] Matter of fact, it's about time that I school you
[00:22.22] Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry
[00:24.02] I don't even wanna get my fresh gear dirty
[00:25.87] A little birdie chirped of your flurry
[00:26.76] Now I must nip it, or better yet bury
[00:29.54] Your entity. Look at me while I'm talking
[00:31.36] I heard you lurking or was it even stalking
[00:33.12] My program, thinking you're the man in the place
[00:34.96] Now it's about time you catch a hand to the face
[00:36.78] Look Pimpin', I ain't playing
[00:38.56] In a minute you're gonna be laying
[00:40.35] On the ground. I ain't messing around
[00:43.03] My city, my rules, my money, my town!
[00:52.04] Brim tilted, coat quilted
[00:53.00] Fresh to death, literally I do kill it
[00:54.88] Blood spilleth in this game of death
[00:56.64] Yeah, you can hear the announcer but ain't no ref
[00:58.49] I just kept hearing your name too much
[01:00.23] And that's it, now I just came to touch...
[01:02.08] Your backbone with a boot, a cane to the tooth
[01:03.81] It don't take much now, ain't that the truth?
[01:06.56] My boo got a thing for you
[01:08.35] She really loves money, but the pain will do
[01:10.16] You can't hang, you a featherweight
[01:11.92] I can't believe that you made it this far. It'll never take
[01:13.75] A lot of work to make you levitate
[01:14.63] I strike first. Don't hesitate to populate the murder rate
[01:17.42] You just sealed your fate
[01:19.25] On the holidays that'll be one less plate
[01:21.90]