Cold Pimpin

Intro When I was in the fifth grade I had three white bitches Bringing me candy by the bags right You know what I'm saying Then all of a sudden years later Here I am again right Getting Money out a bitch ass But this time it wasn't no candy this time It was some major money I was born like this man I been breaking girlfriends since like 15, 16 years old You know a nigga ain't gonna wake up one morning And say I'm a go pimp Nah it dont work like that Pimping starts off from way back [Verse 1: Da$h] My motivation come from intoxication Along with paper chasing Mama receive this picture I'm paintin please Jeez, ain't seen sober in like a year and change So my mother think I'm going insane My father say the same Ain't in a position to tell em different Its hard to agree when I blow my weed Up out a sixth story window pane In the business district Young nigga getting it And I'm in love with it I can't lie See my eyes they red fried Smoke them out till they seem dead A woman cooking me cheese eggs Her other friend got them mean legs And I'm trying to fuck What you thought we was just kicking it Couple blunts and that liquor ma My music playing and she diggin it Turned into me dicking it Fucking of course does it for sport I die young and leave a good looking corpse My type of thoughts shit Embroid my skin in case the plan dont work Wear my memories on my arm just like a god damn shirt Word, word, word, word Word, word, word, word Word, word, word, word Word, word, word [Verse 2: Retch] Word Yeah like... Last night I had smoked until my lungs hurt Woke up with a white bitch from a concert This shit is cool but I got to get these ones first And polo denim that be tailored like some converse My kicks by Jordan jeans by lauren skully lo too You always wonder about this lifesyle I could show you I am in a taxi uptown I got the window cracked He said I could smoke I sparked the blunt and took a hit of that Gold digital watches with gold squares in my pockets Cause a nigga can't afford to leave gold diggers with profit Sucka nigga I am not it I be styling on these freak hoes Met her and fucked her man that story about a week old She woke up and cooked scrambled eggs on wheat toast I banged her sister and she kept it on the lee low Kinda embarrassed tried to blame it on the tree smoke She said she tried it but she never smoke what we smoke Bitch cause this a blunt full of dust baby She looked at me like I'm fucking crazy Laughed a bit cause I'm just fucking with ya Now roll over let a nigga put something in ya She abided my dick she rided Booty it be clappin all melodic Making beats in the sheets But you dont hear me though Her ass is where her hair be though Sipping light but we heavy though Like... Yeah