*featuring Peter The Disciple
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[Pastor Troy talking]
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Pimp shit
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Yeah pimp shit, nigga
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Wassup baby Ken?
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Like this hea
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All my niggaz mayn
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A yo, all the real boss playa
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A yo, this real ATL playa style
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A yo, you can't pimp a pimp playa
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[Verse 1]
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Niggaz is trippin, my shoes is tied up
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Big boss pimpin, tell ya' bitch I said wassup
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Pastor, laughter, Remy in my hand
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Countin out some grands, ova in Ireland
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The man, you done heard the name befo'
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I keep a big gun wit' me every where that I go
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And I smoke dro', motherfucker keep that bap ass weed
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Niggaz claimin their my folks bitch you don't know me
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D.S.G.B. representin send them haters to hell
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It ain't nothing ta' say, it ain't nothin ta' tell
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My glock shells will be empty if any tempt me
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I'm not no fuckin simp, bitch I'm a fuckin pimp
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[Chorus 2x]
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You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself
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You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself
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You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself
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I'mma pimp myself
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I'mma pimp myself
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[Verse 2]
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The one man army, the one wreckin crew
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I heard that shit, now who the fuck you referrin to
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If it was me, come put your finger to my nose
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Just like I thought ya' niggaz mother fuckin hoes
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The clothes, the wardrobe, the gators with matchin socks
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Bad ass bitch that kind of favors Goldielox
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The clock...stops tickin'
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I step off in the spot all the chickens get to pimpin'
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Bubbly is pluckin, D.S.G.B. be gangsta fuckin'
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Fuckin for nothin, we be them niggaz they be lovin'
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It don't get nothin but worse for you simp
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Bow down nigga make room for a pimp
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[Chorus 2x]
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[Peter Tha Disciple]
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You can't pimp me potnah because I'm pimpin myself
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I got my game from the old school straight off the shelf
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I be the maca to the roni, the chedda to the cheese
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I roll wit' DSGB, so is better than me
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A Aug representive, I got the game on lock
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I hit the street with them thangs, went to movin the block
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So fuck the cops, we makin money, we stay on the grind
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I'm bustin strawberry Phillies while I break down my pine
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And I ain't blind, I can see it, you already know
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So get the fuck out my face 'cause you can't pimp me hoe
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You see the doe don't let it hit ya', you gets no play
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And I'm the dro' you the philly get ready to blaze
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[Chorus fade out]
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You Can't Pimp Me
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| Pastor Troy |
