Pimp God

[Intro: Pimpin' Ken]
[?]
K, cool, what I’m gon’ do
I’m gon’ sit back, and I’ma open up the track, you know I’m sayin’? And know, I told the hoes, you know I’m sayin’?
Make your way in a bigger eight, bitch, you dig what I’m sayin’?
So, the hoes did it, man, you know I’m sayin’?
And once they seen me get out on the concrete, man
To get to pimpin’ at them hoes, man
You know, a lot of pimps got to sayin’
“Okay, this young brother, you know I’m sayin’?
You on some real pimpin’, man, you know?”
So, they start respectin’ the game and me, man

[Verse: Premo Rice]
I'm top-game, check the score, playin' chess not checkerboards
You's a small-fry nigga, struggle rapper took your whore
I got bitches want me sell they pussy voluntarily (Alright)
Might be tryna set me up, them hoes be scarin' me (Mmhm)
I got troops, I got flocks, talk this ism to the T (T)
Thinkin' I won't break your ho, well, nigga, we gon' see
Hit the scene, lookin' mean, know they gon' be flickin' me (Ch, ch)
Plus, I bring the aura, DJ gon' be gettin' me
I step out the house lookin' debonair (Debonair)
Pop my collar, gettin' dollars anywhere (Anywhere)
This lil' freak just hit my line, she tryna bone (Gimme dome)
Said she gonna bring her friend, they tryna share (They tryna share)
This shit everyday (Yup), with this pimpin', I'm a heavyweight (Alright)
Count major money, fuck a bank, I'm Chevy Chase
In the coupe (Coupe), pull up on the strip and get the scoop (Mhm)
New potential bodies, might look up and see your boo
Feel like Hov out here, makin' dope fun (Dope fun)
Took another nigga bitch, he lost one (You lost one)
This that new dead-presidential flow (Feel like Hov)
In Saint Martin sippin' on some top rum (Some top rum)
Bitch, I'm Big Mack (Big Mack), gator steppin', linen swag-wrapped (Swag)
Make you smack a ho and count some paper, bag that (Bag back)
Still be shinin' through the night-shift (The night-shift)
Take a picture, bet ya ho, she like this (She like this)
Do that shit

[Outro: Premo Rice & ?]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
You wanna know some' crazy?
Bitch ass nigga
Bitch had the nerve to ask me why I had on a jacket today
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Despite that it is a hunid degrees
Ole simp ass nigga
I told that bitch, it's because I'm a cold ass nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
True story
Ole wimp ass nigga
I piss out champagne, and I get back to the money everyday
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Bitch ass nigga