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lirik lagu day she met a pimp – saysothemac

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[chorus]
she had dreams of the finer things
of designer clothes and diamond rings
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that b*tch)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that ho)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that b*tch)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that ho)

[verse 1: saysothemac]
super mackalicious, extra money out your ho b*tch
saysothemac took your b*tch to get an abortion
no flip, heart cold, n*gga, when i dome sh*t
be a broke n*gga if i don’t pimp, no blimp
fly n*gga sippin’ purple potion, i’m posted
pour the red, n*gga, like bread, n*gga, toast it
oh sh*t, h*lla wavy, n*gga, like the ocean
plastered my head, yeah, real west coast sh*t
who this broke*ass b*tch thinkin’ she know sh*t?
call my phone, oh, it sound like a dumb broke b*tch
yeah, she cute, but her brains wide open
i’ma knock an ugly b*tch, get these blues yokin’
i bust you when your mouth is open
why the f*ck all my f*g hoes come from oakland?
why the f*ck these hoes playin’, b*tch? i ain’t jokin’
think i’m fallin’ for the games, b*tch, you must be smokin’
[chorus]
she had dreams of the finer things
of designer clothes and diamond rings
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that b*tch)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that ho)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that b*tch)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that ho)

[verse 2: fenix flexin]
met this freaky lil’ b*tch a n*gga broke at the store
she be textin’ me and sh*t, but we don’t kick it no more
i’ma cop a two*liter, then go pour me a four
swear a n*gga paranoid when i hear knocks at the door, ayy
explosive, west coast sh*t
fenix f*ckin’ flexin get the money out a ho b*tch
pop this adderall, kinda hard to lose my focus
i’m slidin’ in that foreign, boy, you slidin’ in that focus
ayy, get you knocked off
good molly, it’s gon’ give a n*gga lockjaw
all that talkin’ on the ‘gram gon’ get you blocked off
n*ggas sippin’ fake drank, that is not raw
gucci, givenchy, this b*tch tryna tempt me
i’ma go and get ’em, shoot the clip until it’s empty
i’m pimpin’ on a b*tch, all these n*ggas really simpin’
we them n*ggas airin’ out the party, really trippin’
[chorus]
she had dreams of the finer things
of designer clothes and diamond rings
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that b*tch)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that ho)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that b*tch)
the day she met a pimp (i probably broke that ho)

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