lirik lagu clay james - taught to be a pimp (feat. messiah da rapper)
[hook]
old school, i don’t like to drive new cars
thug and player sh-t, i ride around with two broads
some n-ggas beefing over p-ssy that is too flawed
i make sure my n-ggas eat, cause i’m a true boss
i never seen a bad b-tch i couldn’t get
i never rolled a fat blunt i couldn’t hit
i never regretted the money that i spent
born and raised in the south, taught to be a pimp
[verse 1: clay james)
22’s on my 86, cut dawg
442 engine, leave you in the dust dawg
wood grain steering wheel leather seats, a must dawg
cougars, b-tches choosing so they ask i knock the dust off
they see me in the coup,then they -ss got wet draws
real n-gga talking, i ain’t never got to say pause
real n-ggas with me who ain’t never did sh-t (?)
give a f-ck how bad a b-tch is, you never hit the b-tch raw
because these hoes is f-cking more n-ggas than we get broads
if i’m lying, than i’m motherf-cking flying
5″7, with the heart of a lion
over faked beef sh-t, real n-ggas dying
you ever seen your partner in a box, mom and dad crying
everybody looking at you cause they know you know what happened
cause you was in the car when your mans got to clapping
but you ain’t get hit, thats either god or black magic (chyeah)!
[hook]
[verse 2:messiah da rapper]
i remember playing that nellyville
favorite song, pimp juice
after that it was number one
im the (?) sinner, don’t get sh-t confused
i ride around in them bucket seat
roof (?), ain’t nothing new
sipping mud and that hen dawg
with (?), yeah orange juice
and my imitations like caddy
im a young pimp and i ain’t sweet too
i got a main chick and a side chick and they’d beat a b-tch if she trying to choose
im the man around here. yeah, but you knew that
an underground king. a (?) we had to screw that
remember way back when i be yey high, granddaddy on that jew joint
furthest time i seen my cousin, tim throw codeine in his fruit punch
had twos on the impala, flat screens on that dash board
a little (?) when i was bout 17, i remember times when we had (?)
i remember beans put me on loud, (?) my first zip
pj sold my first pistol, the sh-ll showed my first flips
im so southern playalistic. im a carolina pimp
you can vary from my limp. don’t you play me for no simp boy
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