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Pimp Thang
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pimp Thang was released on July 4, 1995 by Suave House as a part of the album Anotha Day Anotha Balla
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Release DateJuly 4, 1995
LabelSuave House
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

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Credits

Lyrics

Last night, while looking out my window
My pager just going off, it's just another hoe
7:59 and I got right back, didn't waste no time
Moved it on up, jumped in my ride, tonight's the night
Now it's all in the game
I hit the cliff, y'all, and I'm on my way
When I pulled up to a tree, I knew it was standing there
With his hands in the air, now y'all know what I did
I blew my heart in the fifth game, walking outside
Looked at a ****, then jumped in my ride
Fly, fly, fly, fly and get high
It's just another player's
Another night in the life of the lavish and laid
Made a right at the stop and go baby bop
And so I was at the hoe
What's going on? Blase, blase
Yeah, that's all roses
Have a nice day
Now I'm out to the Slob House because that's where it's at
And don't ring the bell if you ain't got a sack
Boy, your roll ain't fat because the circle ain't weak
Step in, get stuck like standing in wet concrete
I'm the Mack of the clique
And I come back with something classic
Way too drastic
Putting them in caskets, lasted longer because I am a strong guy
From Greece to California, I own her
Right to rockin' mics under spotlights
Doing what I do when it's time to get high
Mic check, yo
Bitch, if she's raw material, let her hear my song
Turn her on like a stereo
Here we go
One time in case you forgot
When it's time to get down, Thurl's got shit locked
Stocked, barreled, and ready to be shit
So catch one, fool, if you really want to feel it
You know, I'm just trying to tell y'all how it is
You know, in every aspect of life, some type of pendant taking place
You know, and I'm just trying to tell y'all how it is
Shit, time change, but the game's still the same
You know what I'm saying?
Now if a pimp had no hoes, would he be a pimp?
And if a hoe sucked on dick, would she be a trick?
It's all about my grip, let's take a trip down the yellow brick road
With some hustlers and hoes
Now Dave didn't really know the scoop on me
So he ended up well, I'll just say let him rest in peace
I'm top notch with my crew, you hoes talked all that jazz
So now it's time that you sing some blues
Did you hear the bad news, yous?
**** was down, now you're back in your hometown
Tryna rob me for my name, won't you get a shovel, ****?
And dig that shit off your brain
My mind frame tells me I don't give a fuck
When y'all be jealous, see, I don't give a fuck
These hoes be yelling me, I don't give a fuck
As long as I'm stacking this grip, ****, what?
Can you last 45 shots to your dome?
Can you blast 45 cops in a row?
Can you ask me any question? I don't know
If the bitch was a hoe, what the fuck you in love for?
It's Mr. Mack from the SC
Rolling with a group of mass-murdering G's that you can't see
I comes with the rough rugged, so as I kick it
Ask Jay to pick it, if I can stick it
From here to Cape Cod, I rose with the mob
It's slob, still coming out hard
I'll just charge it to the game
It ain't nothing, man, but a Slob House pimp thing
Written by: Tony Carlos Draper
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