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You Can't Pimp Me Lyrics - Universal Soldier - Pastor Troy

Pimp shit 

Yeah pimp shit, nigga 

Wassup baby Ken? 

Like this hea 

All my niggaz mayn 

Ayo, all the real boss playa 

Ayo, this real ATL playa style 

Ayo, you can't pimp a pimp playa 

 

Niggaz is trippin', my shoes is tied up 

Big boss pimpin', tell ya' bitch I said wassup? 

Pastor, laughter, Remy in my hand 

Countin' out some grands, ova in Ireland 

The man, you done heard the name befo' 

I keep a big gun wit' me every where that I go 

 

And I smoke dro', motherfucker keep that bap ass weed 

Niggaz claimin' their my folks, bitch you don't know me 

D.S.G.B. representin' send them haters to hell 

It ain't nothing ta' say, it ain't nothin ta' tell 

My glock shells will be empty if any tempt me 

I'm not no fuckin' simp, bitch I'm a fuckin' pimp 

 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself 

 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself 

 

The one man army, the one man wreckin' crew 

I heard that shit, now who the fuck you referrin' to 

If it was me, come put your finger to my nose 

Just like I thought ya' niggaz motherfuckin' hoes 

The clothes, the wardrobe, the gators with matchin' socks 

Bad ass bitch that kind of favors Goldie Lox 

 

The clock stops tickin' 

I step off in the spot all the chickens get to pimpin' 

Bubbly is pluckin', D.S.G.B. be gangsta fuckin' 

Fuckin' for nothin', we be them niggaz they be lovin' 

It don't get nothin' but worse for you simp 

Bow down nigga make room for a pimp 

 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself 

 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself 

 

You can't pimpin' me patna because I'm pimpin' myself 

I got my game from the old school straight off the shelf 

I be the maca to the roni, the chedda to the cheese 

I roll wit' DSGB, so is better than me 

A Aug representive, I got the game on lock 

I hit the street with them thangs, went to movin' the block 

 

So fuck the cops, we makin' money, we stay on the grind 

I'm bustin' strawberry fillings while I break down my pine 

And I ain't blind, I can see it, you already know 

So get the fuck out my face 'cause you can't pimp me hoe 

You see the doe don't let it hit ya', you gets no play 

And I'm the dro' you the philly get ready to blaze 

 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself 

 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myself 

I'mma pimp myself, I'mma pimp myself 

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