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havin' thangs - shawty pimp & mc spade lyrics

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[chorus: mjg]
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low

[verse 1: mc spade]
standin’ on the track, once again, it’s that n*gga spade
quick to pop the trunk, load the clip and grab the twelve*gauge
n*ggas got it bad, tryna step to a player so
i’ma have to mix it up and get my sh*t together bro
born from the lawns of a n*gga with a specialty
money came first, and all women came second, g
lookin’ for a chance to enhance, what i’d never done
hustle then i hustle for a break, now i got me one
money is the way i life, i plan to be a rich man
if i have to pimp or sell dope, i do it ’cause i can’t smoke
done inhale the chronic weed, just to pass time
if i wasn’t smokin’, i was kickin’ off a funky rhyme
hilfiger fresh, how we dress, down in tennessee
pistols in my drawls, just in case a n*gga f*ck with me
i’ma do it n*gga, ain’t a d*mn thing gonna change
outie five, player from a young n*gga havin’ thangs
[chorus: mjg]
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low

[verse 2: shawty pimp]
grew up in this sh*t to make a dollar on the f*ckin’ street
struggled as a juvenile but kept my mind together, g
stayed on my pimpin’ queues, dealed what i had to do
money came, clientele next, then p*ssy too
b*tches comin’ out the closet sayin’ that they wanna f*ck
but when i was just a short n*gga i was out of luck
as the world turns i grew heavy in this money sh*t
now as b*tches comin’ out their ass, tryna get with this
but i wasn’t goin’ ’cause these hoes thought they had me
booked ’em on vacations, but i never bought them nothin’, g
’cause when i was broke they never looked at a future pimp
then they got to lovin’ me, now i got them makin’ m
now i’m maxin’ fast, drinkin’ crown with my n*gga spade
struggle after struggle, after struggle, now a n*gga pays
splurgin’ with my family, splurgin’ with my n*ggas, mane
stayin’ on my tube, just a young n*gga havin’ thangs
[chorus: mjg]
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low
p*i*m*p in the f*ckin’ front door
one more, n*gga cuttin’ paper on the down low

[outro: shawty pimp & mc spade]
oh yeah, shawty pimp and mc spade in this motherf*cker
you know what i’m sayin’
we runnin’ 1994, and all you hoes [?] and suck d*ck, you know what i’m sayin’
and my n*gga spade, say somethin’ to these hoes out here
oh yeah, spade up in this junt for the ‘9*4
you know what i’m sayin’, wanna say what’s up to all my n*ggas out there
you know what i’m sayin’, a shoutout to all my roadies out there
stayin’ spliffed out, you know what i’m sayin’
peace and love motherf*ckers, i’m out of this b*tch

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