Lyrics

I'm so cool I'm a kid I gotta dance What a bullet in my backseat Tell my number, baby Don't just ex me Write it down Simp, simp, simp Knock me, one whistle Catch me in the car Give me tips with a bristle Like I Chrome on a shoe 'Cause even Joe Willow Getting lonely to (woo) It's the ladies' night in the club And everybody knows my name (and me) Rolling custom, detailed whips (ooh) My garage is like a dealership (yes) You might see me in the back con era Flipping old-school to a pimp Riviera Or in a Lamborghini Got the best dress, win it in a strange blackening Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share my ride And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside I got them tinted windows With that climate control And nobody knows Who's in my ride, ride, ride Stress 'bout In my maid black vans (oh) A hot, sexy with a couple other friends (yes) Sipping mad dog with a little hand I'm 'bout to get a little nasty again Let me pick it down to you gently Sunset middle var, brand new Bentley Took tone, but an ostrich top (yes) Don't hate, 'cause it just don't stop Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share my ride (pmpish baby, pimpish baby) And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside I got them tinted windows With that climate control And nobody knows (nobody knows) Who's in my ride, ride, ride (nobody know) Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share my ride (my ride) And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside (it really don't matter to me) I got them tinted windows With that climate control And nobody knows Who's in my ride, ride, ride Alright, alright You see I'm back Did you miss me baby? Or my Cadillac (don't spill nothing in my ride, my baby) I'm an inmate, see P i m p i n g Berserk to myself (ooh, me, ooh, me?) Be slipping on that Louis yuan drink (uh) Remy Martin, cardiac, grande (grande) I stack jewels on my wrist (on my wrist) Ain't no rules, when I pop out on a chick (at a chick) When I lose I'm a always have chips (uh) Slick spit, thick chick Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share the west coast East cost, they say Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share the east coast Midwest, they say Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share the Midwest Southeast, they say Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share the south (got to, baby) Pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp, pimp Share my ride (it don't matter) And it don't matter if it's hot or cold outside (girl, I keep it sexy, mama) I got them tinted windows With that climate control (don't nobody knows) And nobody knows Who's in my ride, my ride You're pimpish Oh, no Almost forgot the bridge Set the brain inhere (I miss myself) Tell us we're gonna have to take us more than last Just a play of the do Really, means he's on the go Just keep it pimp-p-pimpish, baby, when you're on the low No matter day or night In the rain or shine Just keep it pimpish, baby, when you're in your ride (Take it home, haha) (Come on, yeah) (There he is) (Double up now) Take it to the house, baby Trip in the bed
Writer(s): Earl Stevens, Rhone Edward, Ontario Haynes, Morris Day Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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