[johnny p]

Do you wanna ride with me (yeah, ooooooh)

Do you wanna smoke my b (ooooooh)

Never can't you take my g's

Myyyyyyyy.. (ooooooh)



[ak-47]

Ain't trippin got to split up the front

Approach you with a limp while i hit on the blunt

Your pager goin off (oh, that ain't nuttin)

Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin

Blow to the bone as i clicked on somethin

Tryin to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin

The corner of the party where the niggaz stay bumpin

This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach

I'm lookin at the do' females still comin

Lookin to my left and the b's still comin

Lookin to my right and the drinks still comin

Tryin to shake the dice but the girl lookin cunnin

Circlin the do' where the money start runnin

Took a pause, hey y'all wassup

Hey hummers in the double-r, is it a double car

Pulled over to the car

So i, asked proceeds, to pass the b's, no bitch



Chorus: johnny p (repeat 4x)



Do you wanna run with me?

Do you wanna smoke my b's?

Never could you take my g's

I'm a po p-i-m-p



[belo]

Wanna be like p-i, m-p, hoes - plenty

Comin straight from the windy

Choppin up tens and twenties, mmmm!

Lean back in the corner with the dob hat

Now my nature is to ball like a democrat

In the club with hoes, and i suppose

That i've been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm - got it down pat

You call her what you want or even all that

I been taught by the best, so put it to rest

And i confess, i'm here just to ball black

Gettin paid in the game bend a row free

Flip a penny to a dime i'm like an o-g

Go to the mall, with all of y'all

Show you some cash, now, tell me what you want b

You can ride or just smoke in the cadillac

Ac, windows down, with the top back

From a caddy to lex' to rolex

I'm a put in a roll, tell me could you top that?

Ever though i'm makin money in a row friend

Nickle dime ? fiend don't approach me

If you do, we could have sex, in the caddy or lex

But keep on the low-key



Chorus



[??]

Well a motherfucker used to say i might be broke

But now i'm stackin c-notes, still dope

Different strokes, same folks; hangin from a rope

Me and do or die just try to cope

Sit back and like a picture take a toke

Take a stroll through the hood

It's some haters but it's still all good

Roll up another bad boy, playa pimpin to the groove

In the place to be to see who i can choose

Now it's time for me to make a move

Shotry what's the lead?



[twista]

I done seen your sexy walk on the pharcyde

So don't be "passin' me by"

I'm a nigga with peas and i ain't stingy with the trees

We could be some freaks and both of our ass could be high

Fiends drip, ours is full of octane

With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs

No more servin the rock 'caine, the night-game

Flippin flows like hoes which is a drop-game

It's like, awww suki suki now, lookie here

Stick a phrase while i trades on my hog road

Devine words form the pimp scroll

Get the bitch if i'm walkin and she peepin that my limp's cold

See a playa po' trippin, pimpin's the method

To runnin you try to play me in slow-vision

Picture how i'm mackin cold women

Bendin and grinnin my hair spinnin

While we smokin on henny, still po pimpin'



Breakdown: johnny p (repeat 2x)



Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs

Oooh-oh, oooh-oh, oooh-ohhhhh



Chorus



[johnny p]

Wooooh-ooahahhhohhhh!

Do you wanna riiiiiiiiide with jp

Do or die, whoahhhh-oahhhh..


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