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Louis Logic - Pimp Shit lyrics
f/ Jay Love [Jay Love] Yeah, odd couple baby (ha ha) Hide your daughters I stay drinking on an empty stomach Till I sink and plummet Thinking of it Lets get blunted till we stinking of it I think I've done it cause I'm one hit Over the edge I dove from the ledge I can't stand I fall through my legs Stumbling over the keg and it's just the first inning, girls grinning And all I can see is the world spinning I can't move I puff mad boom Trying to find the bathroom Cause it feels like I'm gonna gag soon I'm torn from the bottles Praying through the porcelain gods To try and ease the pain and the scorch from the vodkas Walked into the topless Cause I gotta get brain soup For the right price crisp the wrist sex in the champagne room I can't zoom cause I have whiskey dick I had to pay extra like a paper view titty flick That's my lucky charms so bitch lick me dick Suck the shit out like a fucking Pixy stick [Chorus 2X] This shit Pimp shit It's kind of explicit We twisted, drinking And puffin a lit spliff We party with bitches Erasing their lipstick This is the odd couple up in your district [Louis Logic] I master the disclosure 'cause I never spit sober After the Coronas I'm trying to see the flash exposure The chick thats a master in yoga Bending over backwards Stick a slit with more pick As if she stroked the cactus You see that stripper sipping over flipping glasses? I'm trying to feed her licked till she throws up on my mattress I'm logical but not in the sense That I can't be seen chewing panty strings Hopping the fence My crib reeks of cigarettes, pot and incents I'm somewhat of a loner but the bottle's my friend And I gotta a collection stored on the shelf So when I talk to the walls on the spot I'm not talking to 'self I'm akward as hell Drunk and stumbling My stomach's rumbling You thinking I stop drinking Dumb assumption Cause this nigger got game When I chuck a pumpkin with flames to take your head off Like Ichabod Crane [Chorus 2X] This shit Pimp shit It's kind of explicit We twisted, drinking And puffin a lit spliff We party with bitches Erasing their lipstick This is the odd couple up in your district [Jay Love] Now when the odd couple rustles And rumbling clubs There's gonna be trouble for smucks Stashing up bundles of bucks Cause the first one of the sluts to come up to us Jump on a bus we'll skid away until your lungs full of dust Bitch's tongue in my nuts while I just humping her butt Puffing a blunt while I'm juggling the juzzling stunts Sit up in the front cause I'm drunk 'cause I hit the bottle Application for a groupie? One question Do you spit or swallow? [Louis Logic] You wrestle like your in a brothel trying to earn your rent now Bend down I'll pull my poison pen out Cause when the wolf destroys the hen house The feathers will fly Seventy five miles Whether I'm drunk or whether I'm high [Jay Love] I busted dead on her eye Now she's a blinded bitch Walk around with one eye shut On some pirate shit You better buy this quick period Like a bloody twat We're all up in your face Like the money shot [Chorus 2X] This shit Pimp shit It's kind of explicit We twisted, drinking And puffin a lit spliff We party with bitches Erasing their lipstick This is the odd couple up in your district |
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