lirik lagu celine – pimpin pat
[intro]
ooh
n*gga
larry making ’em beats again
[chorus]
.40 on my hip, i don’t even squabble
got celine on my chest
i dabble in the finer things in life
broke n*gga, you do it for life
my old best friend turned junkie, he hittin’ the pipe
.40 on my hip, i don’t even squabble
got celine on my chest
i dabble in the finer things in life
broke n*gga, you do it for life
my old best friend is a junkie, he hittin’ the pipe
[verse]
my old best friend turned junkiе, he hittin’ the pipe
i wantеd to sell coke and pimp hoes, you wanted to be like mike
i had to figure out my worth, then up my price
my ex b*tch was a rat, caught her suckin’ pipe
i was transportin’ macs down the turnpike
you was b*tt naked on the ‘gram, tryna get some likes
must suck to be a failure your whole life
i was sneakin’ around with married women, f*ckin’ whole wives
b*tch don’t like me, she’s a whole dyk*
walked in her house, smacked her granny, k!lled the whole vibe
i was two timin’ this african b*tch, f*cked her whole tribe (larry making ’em beats again)
usually only gotta smack ’em once, today i smacked this b*tch twice
guess i felt like ike turner when i woke up
so i don’t mean this b*tch speechless, when i say she choked up
if this .40 ever jam, he gettin’ poked up
n*gga have something to say, he should’ve spoke up
don’t see no tears, sh*t, guess i’m cryin’ mentally
i’m just a pimp, with some very violent tendencies
b*tch got a small mouth, i got the remedy
put a bullet through a f*ck n*gga’s head, like president kennedy
you hear me rappin’ off beat, this b*tch still jammin’
n*ggas still totin’ a hollow point, it’s still jammin’
my b*tches say i’m big*headed, like peyton manning
was locked up with this weird n*gga, he was rapin’ trannies
i ain’t gon’ lie, when i was young, i wanted to f*ck my cousin
’til i got a lil’ bit older and realized i was buggin’
my grandma still disappointed i ended up thuggin’
some of my family members can’t accept i’m somebody i wasn’t
[chorus]
.40 on my hip, i don’t even squabble
got celine on my chest
i dabble in the finer things in life
broke n*gga, you do it for life
my old best friend turned junkie, he hittin’ the pipe (larry making ’em beats again)
.40 on my hip, i don’t even squabble
got celine on my chest
i dabble in the finer things in life
broke n*gga, you do it for life
my old best friend is a junkie, he hittin’ the pipe
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