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Magic - Gimpin' lyrics
**Talking** Mi puta, This what its all about huh, fucking and sucking You piece of trash, Every gimp like you needs a pimp like me ok You get on that fucking block and you make my money you piece of trash Make my money right now, you get on that street and you look good And you work good and you suck good ok (Kane) Dressed to impress like I'm slinging them birds Put a bitch on pimp arrest as she keep her eyes to the curb These ho's we don't need em, we let the welfare feed em Hustlas pimp hoes for pussy let them fake bustas eat em Mr. Kane, Mr. Magic, dog a bitch quick Hit that trick from the back and let her suck my brother dick We don't sweat these hoes, we let these hoes Find em, fuck em, duck em and forget these hoes I need fresh money everyday bitch have my cash Try to short game or run game get shot in the ass Understand you da hoe and I'm the pimp All paper comes to me, see you the gimp Put some stretchmarks on that pussy and fuck till you limp When the sun goes down you gonna do it again (Abel) I started off two hoes on the block for me Now its two hundred hoes wanna shop with me Chorus: (Magic, Kane & Abel) Look, I got a proposition every gimp needs a pimp If you about gimpin' then we about pimpin (repeat 4x) (Big Ed) It ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick My tank dawgs said never put my faith in a bitch All females ain't hoes, I love the ladies But gimps get tag team freaks in backseats of jeeps I'm that big dick nigga drivin up ya street Big dick nigga got em going mouth to me I'll hit ya in ya grill hole if you want it there I'll even watch you eat your girl's pussy I dont care I'll hit you from the back, slap your ass and pull your hair Wrap around rub your clit through your pubic hairs Women call me the assassin cause they know I'm gone kill it I fuck your pussy so hard I make ya momma feel it (Mac) Now where the gimps, I slam em like Shawn Kemp I guess I'm a born pimp cause I never eat it, still I complete it My name Mac so motherfuckers know where my game at I fuck em and duck, give em wrong numbers and what Camouflage love all night making you moan Yeah I get mine and I'm gone but I gotta go finish my song Look you ain't gotta go home but you gotta leave Now straighten up your weave And call me soon as you make it to your crib please And I'm gone give you a beep next time I want to creep Wouldn't give a fuck if you sleep, wake up and greet its me I like them thug girls yall can have them pretty hoes Them giddy hoes aint good for nothing but videos Chorus 4x No disrespecting my sisters, I'm disrespecting you bitches Scandalous hoes sucking and fucking for a nigga's riches Keep your hands out my pockets ho cause I'm a pimp You can't play this fucking player thats why I treat you like a gimp You ain't nothing but a fuck or two So if you ain't got no cash then I really dont want your ass I'm bout bigger and fucking better If you really want me then bring the cheddar And I promise you that you'll never need another fellow Treat ya like daddy but be sure to call me Magic And if I ever catch you stashing, girl I'm gone let you have When a nigga call you, call me and I decide (hmmm...) Whether this nigga deserves the pussy...trust me Sign your name on the dotted line and if you ever need this nigga Just call me I aint hard to find Chorus 4x **Talking** (Magic) What you don't get it or something... No limit carry nothing but pimps and motherfucking players. Know what I'm saying. Tell em twin. (Kane) Nigga these hoes like busses. You miss one you just catch another one ya heard me. Is that your pussy or is a catchers mitt? Suck a dick bitch. (Magic) Ol' stanky uncomfortable scallywag trifling ass ho. Hoes don't mean nothing to us. |
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