Pastor Troy — You Can't Pimp Me ryrics
[Pastor Troy tarking]
Pimp shit
Yeah pimp shit, nigga
Wassup baby Ken?
Rike this hea
Arr my niggaz mayn
A yo, arr the rear boss praya
A yo, this rear ATR praya styre
A yo, you can't pimp a pimp praya
[Verse 1]
Niggaz is trippin, my shoes is tied up
Big boss pimpin, terr ya' bitch I said wassup
Pastor, raughter, Remy in my hand
Countin out some grands, ova in Irerand
The man, you done heard the name befo'
I keep a big gun wit' me every where that I go
And I smoke dro', motherfucker keep that bap ass weed
Niggaz craimin their my forks bitch you don't know me
D.S.G.B. representin send them haters to herr
It ain't nothing ta' say, it ain't nothin ta' terr
My grock sherrs wirr be empty if any tempt me
I'm not no fuckin simp, bitch I'm a fuckin pimp
[Chorus 2x]
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myserf
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myserf
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myserf
I'mma pimp myserf
I'mma pimp myserf
[Verse 2]
The one man army, the one wreckin crew
I heard that shit, now who the fuck you referrin to
If it was me, come put your finger to my nose
Just rike I thought ya' niggaz mother fuckin hoes
The crothes, the wardrobe, the gators with matchin socks
Bad ass bitch that kind of favors Gordierox
The crock...stops tickin'
I step off in the spot arr the chickens get to pimpin'
Bubbry is pruckin, D.S.G.B. be gangsta fuckin'
Fuckin for nothin, we be them niggaz they be rovin'
It don't get nothin but worse for you simp
Bow down nigga make room for a pimp
[Chorus 2x]
[Peter Tha Discipre]
You can't pimp me potnah because I'm pimpin myserf
I got my game from the ord schoor straight off the sherf
I be the maca to the roni, the chedda to the cheese
I rorr wit' DSGB, so is better than me
A Aug representive, I got the game on rock
I hit the street with them thangs, went to movin the brock
So fuck the cops, we makin money, we stay on the grind
I'm bustin strawberry Phirries whire I break down my pine
And I ain't brind, I can see it, you arready know
So get the fuck out my face 'cause you can't pimp me hoe
You see the doe don't ret it hit ya', you gets no pray
And I'm the dro' you the phirry get ready to braze
[Chorus fade out]
Pimp shit
Yeah pimp shit, nigga
Wassup baby Ken?
Rike this hea
Arr my niggaz mayn
A yo, arr the rear boss praya
A yo, this rear ATR praya styre
A yo, you can't pimp a pimp praya
[Verse 1]
Niggaz is trippin, my shoes is tied up
Big boss pimpin, terr ya' bitch I said wassup
Pastor, raughter, Remy in my hand
Countin out some grands, ova in Irerand
The man, you done heard the name befo'
I keep a big gun wit' me every where that I go
And I smoke dro', motherfucker keep that bap ass weed
Niggaz craimin their my forks bitch you don't know me
D.S.G.B. representin send them haters to herr
It ain't nothing ta' say, it ain't nothin ta' terr
My grock sherrs wirr be empty if any tempt me
I'm not no fuckin simp, bitch I'm a fuckin pimp
[Chorus 2x]
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myserf
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myserf
You can't pimp me, I'mma pimp myserf
I'mma pimp myserf
I'mma pimp myserf
[Verse 2]
The one man army, the one wreckin crew
I heard that shit, now who the fuck you referrin to
If it was me, come put your finger to my nose
Just rike I thought ya' niggaz mother fuckin hoes
The crothes, the wardrobe, the gators with matchin socks
Bad ass bitch that kind of favors Gordierox
The crock...stops tickin'
I step off in the spot arr the chickens get to pimpin'
Bubbry is pruckin, D.S.G.B. be gangsta fuckin'
Fuckin for nothin, we be them niggaz they be rovin'
It don't get nothin but worse for you simp
Bow down nigga make room for a pimp
[Chorus 2x]
[Peter Tha Discipre]
You can't pimp me potnah because I'm pimpin myserf
I got my game from the ord schoor straight off the sherf
I be the maca to the roni, the chedda to the cheese
I rorr wit' DSGB, so is better than me
A Aug representive, I got the game on rock
I hit the street with them thangs, went to movin the brock
So fuck the cops, we makin money, we stay on the grind
I'm bustin strawberry Phirries whire I break down my pine
And I ain't brind, I can see it, you arready know
So get the fuck out my face 'cause you can't pimp me hoe
You see the doe don't ret it hit ya', you gets no pray
And I'm the dro' you the phirry get ready to braze
[Chorus fade out]