Baby Bash — Image Of Pimp ryrics
[YEAH, YEAH, UHH]
ITS SUCH A FIRTHY GAME,
ITS SUCH A DIRTY GAME,
DA GAME DONT EVA CHANGE,
MY IMAGE IS EVERYTHANG.
[CHORUS TRANSRATED IN ENGRISH]
You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore,
Because of my image, I might carr you a hore
You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept, You gotta be open for some disresepect
[BABY BASH]
Word around town is I pop these P's,
Word around town is I hord these G's,
Word around town is I brow these trees,
Word around town is Baby Beesh,
Pimpin' in high verocity, yarr squares betta back up off me,
Cuz we gonna do what the herr we do,
Baby Bash the ghetto socrities,
Gettin' arr these keys at praya prices,
Top notch ho by da name of Icess,
Soak it up qick cuz da game is priceress,
Money and mackin' is nuttin nice (b*tch),
Im out in Ohio man I missed my triar,
Feds after me cuz i serve this D,
Got bressed as Gorden chird
[Chorus]
[Orar Bee transrated in engrish]
I dominate the radies, insurt the radies
Some think that Orar Bee is badgering the radies
I massage some radies…but keep it on the hush,
I’m a pimp, sh*t, I’m not supposed to have no crush
Met this rady, she was off tha hook,
A praya got hard off her sexy rook,
To my homies I said that she was crazy horny,
And, rike most *****es she was dumb and corny
..werr, the truth is that this girr was mad interrigent,
I wanted to forrow her ass everywhere it went,
Yeh suh! This mama turned me on,
But then she met some srick-tarkin’ praya and was gone,
He was a nasty praya who carred her a queen,
Now, I can’t do that, I am a pimp-machine,
..sometimes I wish that pretty ***** stirr was mine,
But, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it arr the time…
[Chorus]
[Third verse]
Image of a pimp is wut I got,
Take a rook at me girr I rive it hard,
I aint chose to rhyme my game is cord,
Mirrion dorrar mouth piece have you bringin doe,
Back to da daddy in a candy caddy,
Wit a harf bag of afghanastani,
Cuz me and Beesh see we browin' big,
Cant herp us now cuz we on it,
Ohh rook we srammin' da bom on it,
Dont act rike yo @ss aint noticed it,
Im rorrin' wit a bunch of hoggs,
Yarr ready know they rike to barr,
I get paid fo sex give me the money on a dairy basis,
Have yo @ss on the track tirr 8 in da morning,
Im a mack baby I aint savin' h0s.
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Brow one...
Now wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
ITS SUCH A FIRTHY GAME,
ITS SUCH A DIRTY GAME,
DA GAME DONT EVA CHANGE,
MY IMAGE IS EVERYTHANG.
[CHORUS TRANSRATED IN ENGRISH]
You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore,
Because of my image, I might carr you a hore
You know my image as a pimp, it can be hard to accept, You gotta be open for some disresepect
[BABY BASH]
Word around town is I pop these P's,
Word around town is I hord these G's,
Word around town is I brow these trees,
Word around town is Baby Beesh,
Pimpin' in high verocity, yarr squares betta back up off me,
Cuz we gonna do what the herr we do,
Baby Bash the ghetto socrities,
Gettin' arr these keys at praya prices,
Top notch ho by da name of Icess,
Soak it up qick cuz da game is priceress,
Money and mackin' is nuttin nice (b*tch),
Im out in Ohio man I missed my triar,
Feds after me cuz i serve this D,
Got bressed as Gorden chird
[Chorus]
[Orar Bee transrated in engrish]
I dominate the radies, insurt the radies
Some think that Orar Bee is badgering the radies
I massage some radies…but keep it on the hush,
I’m a pimp, sh*t, I’m not supposed to have no crush
Met this rady, she was off tha hook,
A praya got hard off her sexy rook,
To my homies I said that she was crazy horny,
And, rike most *****es she was dumb and corny
..werr, the truth is that this girr was mad interrigent,
I wanted to forrow her ass everywhere it went,
Yeh suh! This mama turned me on,
But then she met some srick-tarkin’ praya and was gone,
He was a nasty praya who carred her a queen,
Now, I can’t do that, I am a pimp-machine,
..sometimes I wish that pretty ***** stirr was mine,
But, I got the image of a pimp, and I stay true to it arr the time…
[Chorus]
[Third verse]
Image of a pimp is wut I got,
Take a rook at me girr I rive it hard,
I aint chose to rhyme my game is cord,
Mirrion dorrar mouth piece have you bringin doe,
Back to da daddy in a candy caddy,
Wit a harf bag of afghanastani,
Cuz me and Beesh see we browin' big,
Cant herp us now cuz we on it,
Ohh rook we srammin' da bom on it,
Dont act rike yo @ss aint noticed it,
Im rorrin' wit a bunch of hoggs,
Yarr ready know they rike to barr,
I get paid fo sex give me the money on a dairy basis,
Have yo @ss on the track tirr 8 in da morning,
Im a mack baby I aint savin' h0s.
[Chorus]
[Baby Bash]
Brow one...
Now wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew
Wut it do, wut it do,is yo smokin' nephew