Po Pimp Lyrics - Picture This 2 - Do Or Die

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Seven double oh P.M. Fly low to them hoes in the be 

Sipping Seagram, chewing on a wheat stem 

Touching on my four fin 

Move it to the back so I can see who beeping this Po Pimp 

Spring to the phone with a slow limp 

In a trip that shitted with three, one, two, seven, six, two, ten 

Three line connection, as the rest of them wanted affection 

Just bring the bead, we got the drinks you need 

And plus we strapped with two protections 

I put the phone in the hook, then I pause for a minute 

'Cause I forgot where I met the hoe 

And the feeling I've forgotten if the hoes want to snap 

I straight up check the hoe, really doe, to the crib 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Seven deuce five, the ride the point to spot the live hoes 

Three miles per hour, like we running up on some rivals 

Never to deny though, these bitches look fly 'Lo 

Introduce myself, a to the motherfucking K finna recognize 

Then I loose myself juice myself 

As you take one pull, uh, pass it to the left and em 

Self-centered niggaz'll take two pulls 

'Cause they thinking about sampling em 

P-I, M-P, ology, but logically 

We're learning these hoes biology, and obviously, well 

Mm, ain't this some shit, pull up in the see-A 

D-I, Double-L, with ah A-see, A-see hoes 

They peep those, P-I, M-P, and they think that automatically 

'Cause he's a pimp, he gotta be, full of that 

M-O, N-E, but why? 

'Cause nigga be sporting nice cars and fancy clothes 

Fresh jewels Girbaud flexing one five oh (chop chop) 

Chop up that paper hoe, chop up that paper hoe 

Watch where your lips go, caress my tip slow 

To the tempo, instrumental 

Real simple when you fucking with a pimp doe 

Get involved in the backseat 

Let's have me in the cab betcha mess with ya young ass 

Smoking on that finest grass 

Never miss what you never had, at last 

P-I, M-P, ology, but logically 

We learning these hoes biology, and obviously, well 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Well a motherfucker might be broke and shit 

And then collecting no dough from tips 

But I be spitting mo' game than a mouthful of poker chips 

To get them hoes with the Oprah lips and the provoking hips 

And never gotta tell her many lies 

I been looking in the city skies, get up in the kitty's thighs 

'Cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence, good sex 

Peanut butter complex and some pretty eyes 

Pity cries on my strategy side, yo when out of me gotta be 

Right, that'd be the flatter me right 

But if the head the bonk come on suck a nigga dick 

Members of my click, want to see what that'd be like 

I know you want to try it out, to the rhythm of a high hat 

Don't be bogus and deny that 

I done got a hold of them my fellas on the train 

While she lie back, now motherfucker can you bow down? 

Where your ride at? On the passenger side of your hoes 

Trying to come up on another G 

The broad all up under me trying to smother me 

Looking lovely while I roll another bead, suddenly 

She learned that I don't deal with emotions 

But when we in the room she rubbing me with lotion 

She come like an ocean coasting have a cigarette thinking 

Me and Do or Die dig drinking love potion 

The word that was never said 

Twisted be giving women dick in the bed 

Until they sick in the head, and if I ever leave whoever dead 

They ain't tricking the Feds or spitting game 

But it's chicken and bread 

Kicking them legs in the air like a player do 

Then be little in a day or two 

After words I'm slay a crew, now that's some pimp type shit 

That be Low and AK'll do, wearing gray and blue 

If a hoe want to holler then you a player if you hit them ends 

And get the dividends but you a pimp if you can get 

The same hoe to want to freak your friends 

'Cause I studied P-I, M-P, ology, but logically 

Be learning these hoes biology, obviously, well 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Do you want to ride? 

In the backseat, of a Caddy 

Chop it up, with Do or Die 

Do you want to ride with me 

Come and ride with me 

Baby come and ride with me 

Baby come and ride with me, Do or Die