Pimpin'
Trae Tha Truth
4:17I know these boppers, steady calling me Since I'm a pimp I let em know that I don't fuck for free I threw the top off my slab And swang it like a G Click the remote to my trunk And now I'm looking clean Boppers steady calling my phone Won't leave me alone, I'm riding on chrome And this a habit, I'ma be a playa for life That's shining so bright I'm creeping at night i gotta have it Hop aside of my dropper top Or this classified half-a-slabber If a bopper be riding my dick It's guaranteed I'm grab her Superstar like the Fat Pat Swanging off in a black Lac Spitting game and I got that Run up in and get out that Ain't no kissing and hugging No rubbing no loving hoes My mission is to get with em And then I'ma be fucking hoes Tag teaming with Yung Redd Too much game so we going FED The only way for these hoes to see us Is if they coming off bread Why let you fuck me for free So you can get a reputation Better get your hoe chance up out my face Or a backhand you gon be facing Late night and crawling the slab And loading up the block I'm a playa forever And my game I'm setting up These hoes saying Yung Redd Ain't nothing nice Whatever the price, I keep wearing yellow ice I'm top notch from my shoes from my shuns To my socks cause Redd in a drop Don't usually stop or wait I coming up, man I can't let these hoes Take me under And I don't need to know your name Fuck your phone number You see me in the street I'm spending money er-y week Talk is cheap, and most niggas ain't street Go ask them hoes in the hood Yeah they know me well i hit the block So the spot and get a cop tail Ain't hard to tell My money too long to fail Now when my solo drop You know it's gon sell I was blessed to get the game So I give it back to em Run up in em flossing and tossing So much it be amusing laid back and recline While I'm checking my palm pilot With my hand on the wheel Looking like a pimp when I glide it Tinted up so I'm private Trying to get away from the boppers Creeping they neighborhood Late night on don't-stoppers I'm a T-H-U-G, repping SLAB Riding B-L-U-E, in a B-U-IC K with Trae, and we dubbing it out the roof With diamonds on every tooth And you know that we bopper proof Never gon be tricking change On a nothing-ass hoe I'ma hit it and quit it And that's the way the game go What you know about a P-I, M to the P I'm a player baby girl I can't fuck you hoes for free Acting like you my girlfriend Blowing up my cell phone Keep it real you just fronting Trying to ride on my pone' That's why I stay one deep on the creep I ride solo fa sho hoe I know you wanna fuck this fo' do' But no, I push my roof back And pop my trunk open Swanging down your block Glass and 84's poking Choking you hoes and haters A playa that's me Silly bitch you thought you played L-IL to the B but I'm a G Think about it we ain't fucking for free Cut you loose Now I got all kinda boppers calling me