Some Shit

[Chorus]
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)
As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)
As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)

[Verse 1: Nickelus F]
Yeah, I'm a anytime fuck
I'm the finger bang champ
Her priority mail, so I stick that like a stamp
I'm next day air fly
Real nigga verified
Pants saggin', dick swingin', I fit every stereotype
We out here grindin', we out here shinin'
The news said it'd be sunny here
You come with cloudy diamonds
Fuckin' up a fun day, fuckin' up the runway
Need your ass up in my crib fuckin' up my feng shui
But you would be on my [?] 'til like two in the morn'
She said my dick the shit and that my Kool-Aid is the bomb
Allow me to drag my nuts now and drop them on yo' lawn
You damn right I smoke weed
Eyes lookin' like ching chang chong
Bass kickin' like Chow Yun-fat
Made money doin' Chun Li flips
Pour four on poh fried rice
I put the soy sauce on them titties
Mm, tig ol' bitties, tig ol', tig ol', tig ol', bitties
Chitty bang bang titty bang [?]
With a name when we came to the city from the back like

[Chorus]
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)
As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)
As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)

[Verse 2: Radio B]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm boombox, I'm [?]
Niggas wonder what's my angle
My dinky chain's a doozy
My flow is like a uzi
Her kitty cat so juicy
We keep in touch so loosely
I hit the booth, I burn it down
Just contemplate, no loose leaf
Just P.I.M.P-ology, psychology
I see right through you fake ass niggas
I'm Radio-ology
Pick it up
I put it down
Keep steppin' up
I'll put ya down
All eyes on me like Pac said
Swear I don't ever gotta look around
I'm so outta this world
I'm so into yo girl
My slow strokes like rowboats
I overdose her pearl (uh)
Long dick, strong dick
Y'all bitch touchin' on the wrong zippers
Y'all not fuckin' with my clique
Hard like an ass
What's wrong with ya?
South side, south side
Everybody know I'm from south side
Still got niggas on the north side
Still got niggas on yo side
AGM, AGM all I care about AGM
Live good, be great
Fuck y'all niggas
I'ma say to him, said, uh

[Chorus]
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
Mmh, ain't this some shit?
Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit?
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)
As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)
As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up
P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)