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lirik lagu working the wheel – pimp c


[hook:]
[pimp c sampled from three 6 mafia’s “sippin on some syrup”]
“i’m trill working the wheel, oh you can get a biz-zerd”
“i’m choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizz-erp”
“i’m trill working the wheel, oh you can get a biz-zerd”
“i’m choking on that doja sweet and sipping on that sizz-erp”

[slim thug:]
(slim thugga! muthaf*cka!)
i’m still trill, working the wheel (wheel), it’s pimpin at its finest (at its finest)
we playas of the year, you other simps is behind us (is behind us)
still sideline hustlin, got ’em for the chief (geah!)
only n*gg* in ’06 hittin licks off this beat (ha!)
phones get ya f*cked off, so need for conversations (un uh!)
just hit me when ya get up to that corner gas station (here i come)
keep a candy blue ‘llac, pop the trunk on the chrome (on the chrome)
had the state ridin dirty ’til the pimp came home (free pimp c)
now it’s on, get ready for that texas takeover (takeover)
we got the whole world sipping on them purple sodas (ha!)
saying, “man, hold up!” (up!) and screaming, “what it do!?” (what it do)
showing off the diamond grills, sw*ngin, bangin on the screw (bangin on the screw)

[hook x2]

[pimp c:]
uh! pimp c, i ain’t never made love (made love!)
some of my friends sell drugs! (uh!)
i got some b*tches with some c*ck good as gold (good as gold!)
’cause good hot p*ssy is to be throwed and sold
see me, i’m stackin my paper, grippin my wood
diamonds up again, just like it should
me and young thug, up in yo’ hood
pimpin a hoe like a trill n*gg* could
’cause everyday is a holiday (holiday)
poppin tags on a collar day (collar day)
girls want this hot dollar c*m, wanna suck my d*ck, wanna swallow mae (uh!)
everything is everything, when i think to f*ck with my pinky ring (ring)
sipping on a colt purple thing (purple thing), candy red drop sittin on sw*ng
i whip the ‘llac like a whip a bird (whip a bird)
used to drink and then hit the herb (hit the herb)
cars swerve but don’t hit the curb
got kids in the ‘burb, sipping on syrup

[hook x2]

[slim thug]
my n*gg* pimp off lock, off that lot in a bentley (in a bentley)
that’s how that texas represent, blowin ‘dro behind tint (geah!)
but still ain’t let this money change us, still keep a set of sw*ngers
on a drop in the garage, with a trunk full of papers
fit this poppin room with hash pots, shining like stars (shining like stars)
she don’t wanna f*ck me she wanna f*ck my car (f*ck my car)
bustin down a cigar, fillin it up with the green
fire it up! couplet on the money, cup for the lean

[pimp c:]
slim thug ’bout to fan ’em (fan ’em!), f*ckin n*gg*z’ heads up (up!)
hoe didn’t know us country n*gg*z had our bread up (bread up!)
everyday i eat too many shrimp
every city that i go to, b*tches love a pimp!
now the sh*t gon’ stop, we got this game by the nuts
puttin pistols to these n*gg*z and puttin d*ck in these hoes’ c*nts
been around the world, then i went to the pen
fought, fled, came back, i finger f*cked my enemies again
b*tch n*gg*z get some nuts, b*tch n*gg*z say my name
we ain’t got no time to be guessin and playin those p*ssy *ss games (p*ssy *ss games!)
you p*ssy n*gg*z must be smokin that krush
take that monkey record off, you embarr*ssing us, huh!

[outro: pimp c]
know what i’m talkin ’bout!? it’s goin down in the south!
young slim thug and young pimp c… already!
puttin it up in these b*tch *ss n*gg*z’ faces!
and we had the money down here, p*ssy *ss n*gg*!
ugk records and boss hogg outlawz!
it’s goin down!! huh!!


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