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lirik lagu super b-boy pimpin’ – the earthquake institute

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(the earthquake inst-tute in background)
[female] what’s up, party people
i’m chillin’ with the earthquake inst-tute, live
[spitball] what’s up, girl
[female] all our listeners wanna know one thing
how you livin’ (super b-boy pimpin’)

(verse 1)
[spitball]
it’s a lifestyle, wild style life, i’m a night owl
baldheaded b-boy, futuristic mack
with too many tracks, i’ve done too many hoochies
i’m trippin’
like puttin’ thugs on hoopty’s
i think i’m in the movie, everytime i wake up
wake and bake, chop a break up, to make it sound
like it should
it’s all good in my studio
do a cut, call some sl-ts, that how i’m livin’

[simon sez]
if you’re a broad with a hot bod, slop my kn-b
work my hot rod til i blow my wad
ain’t got no job, i’m lost in the ark
finding new sounds, rippin’ them apart
swim with the sharks, spark the weed up
i’m a cheetah when i speed up, ducks can’t keep up
live life full throttle, drive with beer goggles
i’m the devil in the bottle, pimpin’ lingerie models

chorus: the earthquake inst-tute
pimpin’, rappin’
hustlin’, smashin’
smokin’, dippin’
super b-boy pimpin’
pimpin’, mackin’
trippin’, livin’
smokin’, dippin’
super b-boy pimpin’

[verse 2: simon sez]
as a kid, i got busi’ with my babysitter
now i’m l!ckin’ off your girlfriend’s body glitter
super pimps, super mack daddy
s-xin’ freaks on the hood of my caddy
best believe, sleeze makes up my st–z
i spit dirty raps and hood raps for cheese
c-ck back, shoot the breeze off my lungs
on the one, each breath weighs a ton
i’m c-cky, sloppy, drunk on sake
i play tonsil hockey with your mommy, she wants me
that’s word
my life’s a blur
i’m a perv, when i mack two birds, i’m slurpin’ on
ski reserve, it rattles my nerves
swerve, i can barely stand, yo
drugs or (???), simon sez is my handle
west coast commando on the funky piano

repeat chorus

[verse 3: spitball]
we’re the super b-boy pimps
walk with cool limps
hollywood shufflin’, doin’ the hustle
hustlin’ busters lived in a puzzle
where the freaks wanna connect, like stretch belt buckles
makes speakers rumble
comin’ from the ox, man
i stroll with a tall can, a dog and a walkman
fast talkin’ though for pimp style loops
rockin’ all white pumas and pimp like soups
what up to my troops, my b-boy soldiers
and the culture that was sober
i love california
where the rides roll slow, we smoke, sticky douja
and i hold the weight hotter than june in arizona
call me casanova, i slide like a cobra
then strike at shows, went by throwing at my soda
close to frozen, ain’t n0body colder
super b-boy pimpin’ til the world is over

repeat chorus

[simon sez] earthquake
[spitball] earthquake
[simon sez] west coast
[spitball] pimpin’
[simon sez] simon sez
[spitball] spitball

[earthquake inst-tute]
super b-boy pimpin’
{-scratching-}
“super pimps, su-super mack daddy” –] simon sez
“super b-boy pimps”
“pimp-pimp”
“pimpin’ the” –] spitball
“word”
“super mack daddy” –] simon sez
super b-boy pimpin’

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