paroles de chanson Pimp Talk - Jiah'er
I'm
not
player
baby
I
just
crush
a
Lot
You
heard
what
from
who
they
Just
talk
a
lot
I'm
an
honest
nigga
So
Ima
keep
It
hot
No
one
compares
to
me
so
I
own
The
spot
Flyest
boyfriend
ever
look
at
What
I
just
bought
Look
at
girly
too
look
at
what
She
coped
Yea
cute
af
yea
she
likes
to
shop
Yea
she
hold
and
she
gotta
WAP
So
why
is
she
mad
at
me
she
Thinks
I'm
pimpin
She
don't
think
I'm
loyal
she
Kinda
trippin
I'm
never
home
I'm
making
Music
that's
how
I'm
livin
I'm
getting
the
bag
for
both
of
us
Thought
that
was
givin
So
why
mad?
you're
always
sad!
Why
can't
you
just
take
this
Money
and
be
fucking
glad
But
instead
you're
always
asking
Questions
always
on
my
ass
So
I
never
really
get
the
time
to
Go
and
get
this
cash
Oh
you're
sorry?
you
wanna
'Rari?
Man
girl
get
the
hell
don't
okay
My
like
atari
Go
and
ask
your
other
Nigga
the
One
you
met
up
at
the
party
Ask
me
how
ik
it's
public
Information
like
safari
Like
I'm
fat
joe
still
not
a
player
Lemme
see
a
fine
girl
and
I'll
Come
out
nature
Yea
I'll
get
her
number
yea
I'll
Have
to
call
her
later
I
won't
use
real
name
she
call
me
Mr
gator
I'm
so
slick
trickin
kick
flippin
Like
a
skater
But
no
I'm
not
your
boyfriend
so
Don't
expect
me
to
come
and
Cater
She
asked
to
come
over
couldn't
Wait
to
come
and
slay
her
And
no
I
can
not
stay
because
you
Fuckin
up
my
paper
If
you
tryna
be
with
me
put
in
Work
talkin
labor

Don't
gotta
do
much
just
your
Part
nothing
major
And
she
won't
act
the
same
I'm
The
type
of
guy
to
change
her
But
don't
get
to
comftable
I'll
Turn
you
into
a
stranger
Like
I'm
fat
joe
I'm
still
not
a
Player
I
see
a
bad
bitch
so
I'm
comin
out
My
nature
I'm
so
slick
trickin
kick
flippin
Like
a
skater
I
wanna
fuck
pull
some
stacks
Out
so
I
can
bait
her
Baby
knew
I
wasn't
shit
you
Knew
I
wasn't
good
You
know
I'm
for
the
streets
you
Know
I
run
the
hood
Your
sister
kinda
cute
think
she'll
Fuck?
I
think
she'll
would
Straight
geeked
up
fried
in
this
Bitch
off
this
wood
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