Gorilla Pimp Lyrics - Mista Don't Play - Project Pat

If you thinking I'm straight then you better think twice 

If you ain't got no cheese then I'm jekyl and hyde 

'Bout to click on this bitch cause she need to learn me 

Beat her with my pistol when I thought she burned me 

it's the first tha month you can call me Sambo 

I'ma dick this ho down cause I like to gamble 

In her purse I ramble 

On her head I trample 

Where the hell the damn doe 

Old silly ass hoe 

You gon get tha damn doe 

And I like to chew snow 

Sippin' yak with tha cap is the perfect convo 

You can be a Jane Doe if you call the po-po 

(female voice)I'ma call ya momma a 

Bitch that's a no no 

Don't get personal, I'll never let go 

If you did wanna run you'll get beat to the flo' 

I'ma gorilla pimp you can call me great ape 

knockin' teefus out ya mouth need to get ya shit straight 

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(Chorus) 

I'ma gorilla on the hoes 

dig dat 

I'ma Pimp nigga you ain't know? 

dig dat 

I'ma a mack mane on the stroll 

dig dat 

I'm out here trying to make a ho 

dig dat 

Cause I hustle on the low 

dig dat 

I ain't tryin' to go parole 

dig dat 

So bitch don't try me ho 

dig dat 

If you do I'ma cut ya throat 

dig dat 

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(Verse Two) 

Talkin' smart to a pimp you done broke the first rule 

I'ma come on your job I'ma act a damn fool 

When ya boss walk in I'ma play it off cool 

If he step in our biz I'ma slap his ass too 

All that loud talkin ho need to gon' settle down 

'Fore you friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground 

I got love for ya purse meaning that I love you 

Married to this cheese first and I'm screamin' I do 

No money for a mack mean drama for a ho 

Paramedics toting you through the trauma center do' 

Busted lips broken leg but I got my bank roll 

Tried to put a struggle up but she got her eye swoll 

Buying you Taco Bell but a pimp eating Steak 

Corn Bread Collard Greens Chit-a-lings on my plate 

Always late for a date and she always trippin' 

She can hate my fuckin guts but she lovin' my pimpin' 

(Chorus) 

(Verse Three) 

Mixin' game with some 'yak is a deadly potion 

If I hit it from the back bitch I want devotion 

In ya pussy strokin' 

Ho a pimp is spoken 

DOA if you try to play my emotions 

I'ma crack a ho's dome I ain't broke the damn law 

Loan a nigga my phone so I broke the bitches jaw 

You done quit ya damn job and you need to start hoin' 

Boostin clothes playin tricks cause a pimp ain't goin 

In the club shakin ass that can bring plenty cash 

But ya get mo' loot with a VIP pass 

Say ya ass got robbed when ya shoulda got a hundred 

Now you get the fuck up out of here go and get my money 

you dummy tryin' to pop phoning me a get ya killed 

Bitch I ain't the chargee I'ma charge you for real 

So don't get it twisted I'm the pimp you the bitch 

Either bring the loot quick or you get ya throat slit 

I'ma Gorilla on the hoes...