Pinky Ring - Chopped & Screwed Version

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You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so clean
 Fly women and fancy things, fly bitches and pinky rangs
 You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so clean
 Fly women and fancy things, fly bitches and pinky rangs
 You ain't never seen
 A pimp that's rolling this clean, oh yeah
 You ain't never met a nigga like Pimp C hoe
 'Fore you come into my room take off your shit at the do'
 If you coming to my hotel then you came to fuck
 And if you fucking with a Pimp then bitch your game is up
 If your bitch get mad when you play this talk
 Put her ass out on the highway, make that bitch walk
 I ain't make this shit, fuck this shit old
 You need to stop treating these bitches like ladies
 And these nice ladies like hoes
 Standing on the front row, man this hoe a trip
 She done opened up her legs and let me scope the pussy lips
 Later on tonight, I'ma get behind her
 I hope this bitch don't act like Pimp C care for no vagina
 Well you can catch me shopping, checking out the hoes bopping
 Chopping up game to keep 'em lap hopping
 Pop in to the? show-stopping
 Propping up a wheel and maybe ass dropping
 Breaking haters off can't be mistaken for faking
 Fools are the ones left shaking, flaking
 Marijuana deals with Jamaicans
 Baking up the powder to a fat cake an'
 Mashing from the scene almost crashing, flashing
 Cop lights keep a player dashing
 Cash-in, on the crack course, paper stashing
 With a passion for high-priced fashion
 My dang clothes and my eighty-fo's clanky
 God thank ye, motherfuckers acting cranky
 Stanky, attitudes be janky
 I think he, gon' hafta feel the sting from the rang on my panky
 You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so clean
 Fly women and fancy things, fly bitches and pinky rangs
 Think I ain't heavy stroking, you must be joking
 Toking, on some shit I don't even be smoking
 That coke and, marijuana got yo' ass loc'n
 Croaking, sleeping motherfuckers 'til they woken
 I'm still crunk at five in the morning
 Why yo' ass yawning? I'm flowing 'til the crack of dawn an'
 Laughing as ya pawn ya possessions
 Yes it's been worldwide tested
 Showing off my diamond investments
 A bitch, ain't shit to a pimp
 A twenty ounce steak and some fried side of shrimp
 A 600 S's, now the 6 drop
 Everything I ride original no kits on them chops
 18 inch Lorenzos, Yokohama tires
 When I ride by all them bitches get they pussy all on fire
 Bitches say I high side, hoe it ain't no thing
 Y'all just blinded by the diamonds the Pimp the pinky rang
 You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so clean
 Fly women and fancy things, fly bitches and pinky rangs
 Whats up Rick, yeah, hold up hold up
 What's up Greek, whats up
 Goodie Mob, Organized Noise, Geto Boys know what I'm talking 'bout?
 OutKast, you know Atlanta in the house
 Jackson in the house and Memphis in the house
 New Orleans in the house, hold up
 Man I'm coming down like that, coming down like that
 Coming down like this, I'm coming down like this
 Coming down like that, coming down like that, hold up, hold up
 Huh, hollering at the Boys off Botany (the Boys off Botany)
 Dem boys off Scott, them boys on the Scott
 Hollering at the boys, hold up man, hold up
 Talking 'bout the South, talking 'bout Screw
 Talking 'bout the North, I'm talking 'bout the North
 Talking 'bout the East, I'm talking 'bout the West
 Talking 'bout the West

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Duration
05:55
Key
1
Tempo
80 BPM

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