That's life, that's the way it goes
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Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
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Sometimes I can't take no more
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Always leaving shows through the back door
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What you got D-Toke?
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Now what you got ST?
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Teach me how to get my mack to a T
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First of all, I put that pimp twist on her
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Then I let her know that I'm a P-Town baller
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Next thing you know, you see I get no rejection
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High in charisma, smooth-ass complexion
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I'm Daddy X and I come with correction
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You know there's infection, so wear some protection
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Ain't nobody slicker than B-Dub on the mixer
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Don't bring your girlfriend 'round because he's down to get with her
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Fool what you barkin', it must be the liquor
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I'm back on your bitch so stick around like a sticker
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Naw, but I'm quicker cuz I'm the D-L-O-C
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All the freaks know me, they call me Loc Daddy
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I rock shit on the daily, your girlfriend she paged me
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I bust you in the grill, then go chill with your lady
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It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
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Yeah, yeah, pimpin ain't easy!
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That's life, that's the way it goes
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Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
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Sometimes I can't take no more
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Always leaving shows through the back door
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Yo I'm Saint Dub, and known to drink some brandy
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I gots the foul whistle cuz it comes in handy
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I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy
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But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy
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Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X took her in
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Massengil, Summer's Eve, then I sexed her skin
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No girlfriend because they're too damn hectic
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I only like the ones that are down to get naked
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Well Loc knew Candy, I knew that bitch
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I took her out once, made her think I'm rich
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Romance, slow dance, made her feel great
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And at the end of the night I worked that ass like a slave
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Loc did you call her? I didn't bend a wrist
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Fool, I thought you knew it's the fucking pimp twist
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It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
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Kottonmouth is the crew that the ladies miss
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Yes, they down with this, and so they reminisce
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About the day they were caught up in the pimp twist
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That's life, that's the way it goes
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Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
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Sometimes I can't take no more
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Always leaving shows through the back door
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Now P-Town ballers is the name I claim
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Been through many cities and it's all the same
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I see a freak, I look in her direction
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5 minutes later she'll be licking my erection
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Now I'm not a cock blocker like you might suppose
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Just a game I run on these mother fucking hos
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Like I once knew this girl named Vanessa, I undressed her
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Last December, or November. Was it September?
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I'm a stoner reeking havoc, I don't remember, shit!
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Hold your seat
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Let me take you to another plateau
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Exhilaration of your mind comes with my flow
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Really though, I'll let you know I'm that boy ST
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Exposing your mind to the rhymes of a P-Town baller
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I'll make your girl holler my name in pain as I proceed to call her
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My versatile machine on my new found lady
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Hit it once and she'll be down to pay me
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No babies cuz I elect to protect
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From that HIV shit if my dick gets erect, so check
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After I'm through, it's out the door, I thought you knew
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I'm a P-Town Baller, fool I gotta tell the crew
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It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist
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Kottonmouth make a sweet girl turn a trick
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And yes, she's down with this, and so she'll reminisce
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About the days she was caught up in the pimp twist
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Perpetrator? Naw, educator
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Playa hata? More like a generator
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Hesitater? Naw, demonstrator
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Masturbator? Naw, masticator on you old lady's twat
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The shit was hot, the pussy got got, I hit the G-spot
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My other buddy ate it, his tongue got rot
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But he knew what he was in for when the booze got bought
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Now that's not a lot but that's food for thought
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You gotta bur up if she's hot to trot
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Like it or not you need to smoke more pot
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And think about your problems, connect the dots
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That's life, that's the way it goes
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Layin' down laws and taxin' hos
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Sometimes I can't take no more
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Always leaving shows through the back door
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With the dirty ho, through the back door
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Took the little skeezy to the mo-mo
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And now it's oh no about the info
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Gotta keep t |