Twista

Twista - Pimp On lyrics

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Yeah.. no introduction is really needed

But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan

Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!

PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!

Representin, green is for the money

Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?







Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn

Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!

Then get your pimp on





Peep how the Twist' puttin down the luchie while smokin a lot of dro

Whatchu know 'bout checkin yo' paper for a down-ass bottom hoe

Or snatchin yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger

24-karat rings standin a half a foot off the finger

Custom seats are amazin tellin nobody could touch that bitch

Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock shit

Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it

In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop

Type wanna get up in the club, drinkin Cris'sy from a gold cup

Flossin my club, peepin persons yellin out "Chuuuch!"

Finna attract to trick politicians I'ma maintain pimpin

You can't change pimpin, from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin

From Southern mackin in Memphis to the playa mo' when you shoot to Chi

In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin out hoes like Supafly

All I gotta do is spit fo' lines

Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo' times

Now get yo'.





Pimp pimp onnnn (pimp on)

Pimp-pimp onnnn (pimp on)

Pimp onnnn (pimp on) pimp pimp on!

Then get your pimp on

Pimp pimp onnnn (and if you want it the 'Llac with three hoes in the back)

Pimp-pimp onnnn (feelin like a mack while you checkin yo' scratch)

Pimp onnnn (then you gettin yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!

Then get your pimp on





Uhh.. yeah.. yeah, yeah

It's the fat, mack - EightBall to most of y'all

You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call

Shit talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker

She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her

Or big toed, hard-head ass hoe

The rougher I treat her she love a nigga even mo'

Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes

Knock bitches from them niggaz who act like hoes

I'm mink draggin out my 2-2 Paddywagon

Sittin on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats

Ball not a bitch ass, and I don't make deals

Peel a meal from a pussy, know how that feels?

High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers

Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words

Pull up, and let the window down, here she come

the American way, I was taught how to.









Playa getcha pimpin on

Gotta getcha game together man, all your women gone

To start all over, ain't nothin to a mack

Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack

That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'

Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you wanna be a hoe?"

She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood

goin to Grandma's house, now she lookin real good

while the Big Bad Wolf tryna eat her out

Pay up, the cash is what we be about

Squares, we don't care if you don't understand

Players break out the game power, you don't wanna go there

Say it in your prayers you wanna be like me

You down on your knees but it's not likely

to ever happen, so I just keep rappin

This real mackin, this ain't actin









Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan

Ain't no shame, in my game

Good game, is happenin everyhere



Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami

New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE!

CHUUUCH IS HERE!
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