lirik lagu reddog & shawty pimp - makin' heavy profits
[verse 1: mysta kang]
a n~gga keepin’ cheese, ’cause i’m quick to dope game
boomin’ yayo on the track, is to rock a cocaine
let this junkies be bangin’ and keep my pockets thick
can’t forget about that pimpin’, mane, i gotta pimp a b~tch
gotta keep them f~ckin’ hoes on a corner so rough
and the glock is on my [?hip?], so if they slip, then they f~cked
and these b~tches better be knowin’ that the cash keeps on flowin’
straight into the hands of the man, that’s where it’s goin’
and now i check my track to see how this sh~t is sellin’
i go to the bank and billin’ give my cheese, and then i bailin’
and then i leave my little [?] boom all the rest
’cause i can’t have no f~ckin’ cops on my chest
and to all you b~tches make my cheese everyday
’cause a trill n~gga gotta earn his f~ckin’ pay
and when i’m runnin’, know, yo, i could commit some more sh~t
’cause a trill n~gga gotta make some heavy profits
[chorus]
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
[verse 2: boogie mane]
boogie mane is on a track, ‘finna make a f~ckin’ [?shave?]
boomin’ 20 in the [?], now my pockets stayin’ paid
if a n~gga doubt play, i beat his ass real good
slap him with my big fat glock, like a trill n~gga should
so, the family just chillin’, while we standin’ on a track
chiefin’ blunts and sippin’ cogniac, while we boom crack
then i cheat a dummy junkie out of motherf~ckin’ rocks
choppin’ up this sh~t, he thinks he got a lot
servin’ trick on the track, chunk her ass on the floor
have that b~tch suckin’ your d~ck up in ninety~ninety~four
pimpin’ is the f~ckin’ game, have that b~tch on a corner
slap her ass a couple of time, show her [?] to the owner
if she talk nonsense, then you smack a punk~ass
toss that b~tch in a ski’s, then you put her in a body bag
i gettin’ rid of the body, now i clean and straight legit
now the n~ggas know i’m the pimp, and she’s motherf~ckin’ b~tch
so, you just better recognize, ’cause the f~ckin’ man will stang your b~tch
i split your wig, so you better not take a risk
i’m not in a movie or in a magazine
i’ll slip up on your ass, then arrive in your dream
when i’m still on the track, still hoin’ me some hoes
that could [?] sh~t, makin’ heavy profits, ho
[chorus]
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
[verse 3: reddog]
a laid back type of guy, with the glock, that meets the eye
try make, if you wanna, and i bet your ass will touch the sky
with the glock, i snap the pop, and when it hits, you know it drops
n~ggas to the dirty gram test my pimpin’, i hate to clown
gettin’ to the breakin’ building with my n~gga named the mysta k
waitin’ for this cheese to come in, so we can get away
vamp the scene with no trace, police out, and so my d~ck
gotta go think of somethin’ quick, shoot the b~tch and f~ck that trick
headed to the track to boom the rest with my f~ckin’ sh~t
gotta keep my pockets thick, ’cause i’m known for peel a b~tch
d~mn, these junkies flamin’, mane
d~mn, these ho’s are goin’ insane
and their motherf~ckin’ brain makin’ heavy profits, mane
yeah, i slang a quarter ki’, twenty dollars, no f~ckin’ plea
junkies comin’ up to me, and: “yo, dog, hit me with it, nig”
but you gotta come up twenty [?] with the f~ckin’ sh~t
better get to steppin’ for them hollow tips, commence, you b~tch
and you know this sh~t is true, when i pull my glock at you
tell me you [?], buckshots on my f~ckin’ [?]
servin’ that dope, ruthless thang, gotta make a f~ckin’ bank
yes, i chill quick, real, headin’ to the [?] of the deal
mane, this sh~t is gettin’ thick in the motherf~ckin’ game
if you ain’t servin’ no dope, you ain’t makin’ no money, mane
first, you get your product, put your sh~t up on the table
chop that sh~t real nice, and ‘finna sell it if you able
like capper takin’ from a n~gga, that be knowin’ how
goin’ to my crib, better [?] showin’ as it keeps on flowin’
hoin’, got my ho’s on a quarter makin’ my money
please, better fill my pockets, ’cause i makin’ heavy profits, b~tch
[chorus]
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
hoes hoin’, goin’, blowin’, mornin’, night, you know i stack
[?] my n~ggas sweatin’ the track
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