CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Pimp song
Keep a hoe in a place
Powder my hands, smack her face
I'm the boss get it straight
Get a b*t*h on her knees anklebrace
Three Hundred on the dash I ain't losing this race
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, for your pimp b*t*h
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, pop it, drop it
Hug your pimp b*t*h
I got hoes on the pole, I got hoes in the back
I got b*t*hes that will take all the money that you have
I got b*t*hes on b*t*hes the only real pimp no kapp
If you're messing with my money then you will end up dead
Ay, money doesn't change you but success will
I made a milly in a week, only have blue bills
F**king with me is suicidepill
I get praised during war, Churchill
I will, perma you, a pimp before VU
I don't give a f**k about you, I don't wanna be you
Shake all them hoes down, ay hands up too
If you want to scam me you will lose a tooth
Where the f**k is Penny, he's the security of the year
All the b*t*hes happy when the rich people are here
A** down, face up, throw them dollars into the air
Yeah you better don't talk unless you're a millionaire
Keep a hoe in a place
Powder my hands, smack her face
I'm the boss get it straight
Get a b*t*h on her knees anklebrace
Three Hundred on the dash I ain't losing this race
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, for your pimp b*t*h
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, pop it, drop it
Hug your pimp b*t*h
How the f**k you rich when you never show it
When you here, clean your pockets, you better throw it
My outfits cost more then your storage
I make so much money, never going back to killing coppers
Count my money slow while I drink champagne
Sniffing cocaine and I take off like plane
Number one on the train
And I know why you hate
Because I f**ked your b*t*h and I'll do it again
Drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, for your pimp b*t*h
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Hug your pimp b*t*h
Powder my hands, smack her face
I'm the boss get it straight
Get a b*t*h on her knees anklebrace
Three Hundred on the dash I ain't losing this race
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, for your pimp b*t*h
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, pop it, drop it
Hug your pimp b*t*h
I got hoes on the pole, I got hoes in the back
I got b*t*hes that will take all the money that you have
I got b*t*hes on b*t*hes the only real pimp no kapp
If you're messing with my money then you will end up dead
Ay, money doesn't change you but success will
I made a milly in a week, only have blue bills
F**king with me is suicidepill
I get praised during war, Churchill
I will, perma you, a pimp before VU
I don't give a f**k about you, I don't wanna be you
Shake all them hoes down, ay hands up too
If you want to scam me you will lose a tooth
Where the f**k is Penny, he's the security of the year
All the b*t*hes happy when the rich people are here
A** down, face up, throw them dollars into the air
Yeah you better don't talk unless you're a millionaire
Keep a hoe in a place
Powder my hands, smack her face
I'm the boss get it straight
Get a b*t*h on her knees anklebrace
Three Hundred on the dash I ain't losing this race
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, for your pimp b*t*h
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, pop it, drop it
Hug your pimp b*t*h
How the f**k you rich when you never show it
When you here, clean your pockets, you better throw it
My outfits cost more then your storage
I make so much money, never going back to killing coppers
Count my money slow while I drink champagne
Sniffing cocaine and I take off like plane
Number one on the train
And I know why you hate
Because I f**ked your b*t*h and I'll do it again
Drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, for your pimp b*t*h
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Pop it, drop it, lock it
Hug your pimp b*t*h
