Highway Izm

[Chorus]
How did you? baby?

[Verse 1]
I'm gassing up on the highway about to get on a mission
With two snows, one latina
And we all got attention
Preachin', pimpin' like religion, make them hoes pay attention
Got her eyes on her prize, really, ain't no competition
Good livin', wood gripin', trynna have somethin' better
Fresh new, Loubous and a cashmere sweater
Daylight with a flashlight, lookin' for the chedder
She been really bout my issue since the first day I met her
Cause she love the way I take care of business
When you pimpin' every day is like Christmas
In this game, man, there really are no limits
Get your bread and give them haters plenty distance
Yeah, and watch them stare, diamonds they glare
I swear she couldn't ride without payin' a fare
Old square-ass nigga, you couldn't compare
Wanna see me fall, better keep sayin' your prayers

[Chorus]
How did you? baby?
How did you? baby?

[Verse Two]
Hey, I really am some pimpin' bitch
You really need to listen bitch
You need to get away from all them faggots that you dealin' with
Them hoes don't get no money, they depreciate your value bitch
But you don't wanna listen, you gon' make me get a brand new bitch
Real quick, watch me peel off, lift the seal off
Pull up in the Lac, but I took the fifth wheel off
Country man ain't no dummy man, keep my eyes wide open
Focus on the money man.. heeey, heeey
I don't do no trippin', I just keep it pimpin', can't wait
Every day I'm drippin', lavish livin' in a great state
Every chance I get, I'ma put it in a bitch's face
Keep applyin' pressure, ain't no suckers, ain't no mistakes
Who the man is? it's me
Ralo the “Big P”
Yeah, I know you dig me
I'ma keep the heads rockin' till the day they kill me
Livin' high up in the hills, promise that's what we'll be.. you dig?

[Chorus]
How did you? baby?
How did you? baby?