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lirik lagu pimp of the century – amg

with the mad funk.

amg, on the go
back on the motherf-ckin microphone
it’s the pimp of the century
so b-tch pour the hennessey!

(aowwww) i got a new bone to pick
and hoes, i got a big bone to lick
and n-gg-z been ridin my d-ck, like an amtrak
n-gg-z thought i fell the f-ck off, but the g’s back
the dog from around the way
uhh (l.a., cal-i-for-ni-a)
and baby i bust ’em in
hoodrats hoes can’t even just ride the d-ck
and n-gg-z been houndin me
i’ll be out, they surroundin me
but never is they clownin me
and this ain’t “bangin on wax”
but let me get straight to the facts
i ain’t no blood or crip
but i got a glock 23 with a couple of clips
and gold diggin hoes get the 22
(buzzin) buzzin and you bug my crew

[chorus x2]

(aowwww) i used to drink olde e, now i sip moet
hangin with the jet set
and the hoes know my records sell (records sell)
so they all eat a d-ck up well
from state to state, they can’t wait
for me to rock a show, then i’ma knock your hoe
countin dates in my gated estate
(ya fool) i got your girl naked in the pool
(aowwww, hittin that indo) what?
(she just called her friends so)
so we can have a big three’s company
two big booties in front of me
put my rubber on, before we get to humpin
hit it from the back, like she stole somethin
bust a big nut, then i’m snorin
cause when the hoes get to talkin, they borin
and it’s a shame, n-gg-z fallin for the okeydoke
the whip appeal is a joke
and like i said, i’ll be your personal 304
when i’m done, hit the do’

[chorus x2]

(aowwww) i’m just a player on the run, havin fun
in the california sun, hit me one
and the leather and wood, i got my boys in the hood
and they ain’t slippin while they grip trippin
bumpin hoes and, baby if you’re fly you’re gettin chosen
i scoop a freak like you’re frozen
and i like ’em when they got a little game
no drama, just a fly little hot momma
ready and willin, big booty for the killin
(what what?) but don’t be catchin no feelings
cause a hoe is still a hoe, and i can’t be witcha
if 20 n-gg-z done hit ya, b-tch
i got the 4-1-1, on your hoochie cootchie
just a groupie, thinkin you can soup me
but you gotta be more than a trick tramp big booty hoe
to fade this n-gg- though

[chorus x4]

- kumpulan lirik lagu amg