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Guerilla Maab - Guerilla Pimpin' lyrics
[Hook - 2x] We guerilla pimping, this is how we do it you feel me We flipping in Expeditions, and hustling for position To go out and get it, now that we here wait a minute Everybody get crunk, for this money then if you feel it [Trae] From the North to the South, we gotta kill all the plexers We riding reckless in Texas, bo'guarding the block intersection We in the club body rocking and shocking, it go down Playa made to the fullest, starched up with diamonds that's gon blind When they shine, all my thug niggaz where you at you better represent Go on and throw your set up throw the deuce out the roof, ride behind tint On the cool, better cuff up your bitch when the Maab come through Steady turning your hoe's head, when I pass through draped up in FUBU [Dougie D] Everybody put your hands up, we came to party party Crack the top up off of the Hennessy, and the Bacardi Ladies get naughty naughty, shake what you got Fellas out in the parking lot, let's make the trunks pop Like the Big Tymers get your roll on, it don't matter What you floss, turn it up when you hear this song Good god damn, the barbecue is sho smelling good See that's what I'm talking bout right there, hold up nigga what [Hook - 2x] [Dougie D] Part two just when you thought it was over, hell naw After hours keeping it crunk, is the way us playas ball Leave you wishing on a star, you keep on Cause fucking around with a playa, Dougie D'll sweep em And don't be tripping with that plex, because we bringing it back And ain't no love or kissing and hugging, there ain't no strings attached I'm just a G this how we do, someone refill my cup And anybody with a lot of blaze, let's spliff on up [Trae] And as I'm posted up in the parking lot, my trophy truck I'm peeping all the fine hoes, trying to see if they work with something Bitches try to be impressive with they high heels, and they Gucci cutters While I'm fin to take me two hoes home, and then commits to fucking That's self explanatory, this evident that it's going down I wear my mouthpiece everyday all day, I gots to get mine Say we ain't tripping or plexing, baby we having fun So come and ride and slide with a playa, the game has just begun We made niggaz [Hook - 2x] Everybody let's get wired up, it goes down Let me see you shocking and rocking, and moving side to side Everybody let's get wired up, it goes down Everybody came here to party, let's have a good time - 2x [Trae] You see we balling outta control, and we on top of thangs Said nigga don't hate, cause these boppers steady yelling my name You see I'm tatted up and I'm taylor made, they love this stuff But you can keep that bopping bitch, cause she ain't getting no love I'd rather be flipping on the wood grain, until the break of day When I'm thoed off they by my side, ready to ball and parlay And fin to get hauled off to my crib, that's how it go Better recognize the real, cause we steady guerilla pimping hoes, 3D-2 [Dougie D] Oh yeah we party till the party's up The sun is starting show, but we don't give a fuck Motherfuckers passed out up on the couch, from getting drunk I'm aside of time, this is how we keep a party crunk And everybody bob your head, if you feeling me Guerilla Maab and 3D-2, this how we pimping baby Shocking and rocking what we doing, yeah we do it best Everybody get crunk with us, and let me hear you yelling, 3D-2 [Hook - 4x] |
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