paroles de chanson Don’t Fight The Pimpin - Suga Free
Don't
get
mad
when
you
see
me
with
my
prostitute
I
seen
[Incomprehensible]
tax
his
ho
on
you
square
ass
dudes
I
can't
believe
the
power
I
possess
that
make
you
so
mad
If
it
ain't
the
pimp
music,
it's
the
game
I
have
You
know
how
stupid
you
look
at
me
when
you
hatin',
my
friend
I'll
prolly
have
to
blast
yo
ass
if
I
see
you
again
You
on
a
bus
stop
pushin'
that
bitch
till
it
came
You
say
goodbye
for
30
minutes
'cause
you
gots
no
game
Who
you
talkin'
to
like
that,
don't
question
me
ho
You
the
bitch
in
kindergarten
That
got
her
mouth
washed
out
with
soap
Ho,
I'm
a
pimp
I'm
from
Pomona,
I
got
game,
I
got
class
I
got
sucker-repellent
on
me
homie,
I'll
beat
yo
ass
I
hear
you
pimpin'
now,
huh?
Well,
ain't
that
nice
Ain't
never
sent
a
prostitute
nowhere
a
day
in
your
life
And
tell
your
homies
I
was
at
a
music
Grindin'
with
my
prostitutes,
standin'
right
out
front
Then
tellin'
me
you
had
two
of
them
punk
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Nigga,
don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Her
name
was
bitch,
'cause
she
fucked
for
free
But
now
when
Suga
met
her
not
after
fuckin'
with
me
Oh
no,
'cause
either
you
gon
be
a
run
down-the-hill-and-get-some
bitch
Or
walk-down-the-hill-and-get-'em-all
hustler,
so
come
on
With
ya
bad
self
in
high
heels
on,
come
on
Lips,
hips,
fingertips
on
the
stroll,
come
on
Respect
the
game
bitch,
do
as
you're
told
'Cause
I
been
pimpin'
prostitutes
since
17
years
old
Done
seen
LB,
Sub
Zero,
Warren
Y
AY,
A-Cap,
Norlean
Clear
Patrick
Camp,
[Incomprehensible]
graduated
from
state
And
got
my
game
from
all
the
freaks
gonna
wreck
my
case
It's
my
prerogative,
run
my
game
bitch
and
it's
gonna
come
back
Pimp,
pimp,
pimp,
pimp,
pimp,
pimp,
P
I
M
P
positive
Look
for
the
holder
knock
Give
her
the
sugar
lock
Get
at
the
ho,
strip
the
ho
Now
I
got
ho
on
the
cock
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Nigga,
don't,
fight
the
pimpin'
Now
how
fine
do
I
gotta
get?
To
have
a
prostitute
servin'
me
the
way
she
do
Now
how
fine
do
I
gotta
get?
If
I
wanna
wait
5 years
to
give
you
the
blues
Now
how
fine
do
I
gotta
get?
If
I
kick
it
with
her
would
gettin'
bang
nigga
what's
my
name
Now
how
fine
do
I
gotta
get?
If
I
jack
off
with
a
sock
in
the
sunshine
homie
And
you
see
that
yellow
spot
I'm
a
full-fledged
pimp,
I
made
two
hos
faint
But
I'ma
listen
to
yo
ass
say
what
I
can
and
I
can't
Fuck
that,
man,
this
Laneway,
straight
from
the
dirt
And
I'll
beat
a
bitch
ass
till
she
respects
my
work
Old
tired
ass
nigga
don't
see
she
wanna
be
snatched
And
wonder
why
them
bitches
leavin'
with
no
dap
and
no
snacks
And
rather
sit
here
with
no
cigarettes
and
no
beer
Complainin'
about
how
you
can't
pay
yo
bills
And
the
bitch
right
here
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Nigga,
don't,
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Don't
fight
the
pimpin'
Nigga,
don't,
fight
the
pimpin'
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