Pimpin And Robbin

36 Mafia

Composed by: DJ Paul/Juicy J/T-Rock
Ain't No Money Comin Quicker Than That Ho Mane.. 
Pimpin is Robbin and Droppin these Suckaz Like Ducks...Bitch 
Ain't No Money Comin Quicker Than That Ho Mane..Bitch 
Pimpin is Robbin and Droppin these Suckaz Like Ducks..Bitch 
[repeat above 2 times] 



Pimps them sluts, break them hoes, ride clean, smoke your dope 
dipped in gold, on the vogues, everything steady, I'm chargin
hoes. 
Bonin, conin, playas only, catch this game that I spit 
Playa Hatin Niggaz we smoke, me pretty boy smile don't joke. 
We scope my 44 under the crush, don't you bite the dust 
Fuckin with us niggas, Leave your name on your block...up bitch

But I don't get into that gangsta shit, I relax like a pimp and
mack 
Hit them trizacks jumpin (in comes me, fiends coming) 
The skinny nigga in the house, breakin bitches down 
When I drive in the Bonneville, smokin on a match 
We chokin, talkin, loc'in, talk crazy to my bitch 
I'm walkin with a limp, with my cane, spittin that game, makin
stangs 
Give Me Some! "Mane, I'm fucked up playa" -- That's why you
ridin clean 
Frontin Niggaz Kills Me, fakin like they heavy 
If you ain't makin stangs, sell me all your jewelry 
I'm outtie, my shortie is clean with them hammer thangs 
My nigga Rickie, dipped in gold, sho' nuff rollin that weed. 

Pimpin is Robbin and Droppin these Suckaz Like Ducks...Bitch 
Ain't No Money Comin Quicker Than That Ho Mane..Bitch 
Pimpin is Robbin and Droppin these Suckaz Like Ducks..Bitch 
Ain't No Money Comin Quicker Than That Ho Mane.. 

Give me somethin bitch, I'm talkin about dollar signs 
Look here ho, I don't wanna fuck, but buck bitty buck?? 
A shootin gangsta, light that ass up... 
Let's play a game called pimpin', and robbin, mobbin' 
Pimpin ain't never stoppin 
Leanin to the curb, slam goes my car do' 
Nothin behind my head but a bumpin system and a few of my hoes 
Drop me off some chee$e, hit em with somethin to keep em pretty

Groupie, droopie, drawed a$$ bitches, don't act siddity 
Find you a trick and break him down, and keep him no. 1 chewer 
If my ends don't meet, bitch you get your a$$ beat. 
Swisher Sweets, spliff, get a whiff of that endo blast 
Rims gleamin on the pavement, catchin eyes when I pass 
Downin some Hennessey, a friend of me is some money though 
Romance with no finance is a nuisance, Fuck that honey ho 
Droppin bombs, packin tones for playas to killaz and macks 
Skulls peelaz, rollin, hoe pullin...muthafucka, can you buy that
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