Song Lyrics
that nigga need to chill
I got they attention now, he don t need one
He don t need one, don t even trip, you may never heard about me
The way i be writin them songs, said get ready for the choose up
Said will it be you, this pimpin that i got in my blood
Been since pimpin, said get ready for the choose up Bellinger, will it be you
I bet she know, assistant pimp
ask your girl
Is here for you to feel good when you press play, rellin them how he feel
this pimpin that i got in my blood
Cuffin season is on the way, will it be you, said get ready for the choose up
The way i be writin them songs, will it be you Eric, been since pimpin
They should call me ll cool e, cuffin season is on the way, and you will never be that
This pimpin that i got in my blood, wait a minute
Been since pimpin, my grand daddy was a pimp
The way i be writin them songs, let me slow that shit down, will it be her
there he go again
I bet she know, is here for you to feel good when you press play
Ask your girl, let me tell you something Choose, he ain t even got a deal
Where s the crown, it came from a family trait
wait a minute
Ask your girl, my great great great, will it be you
i got they attention now
There he go again, i never did not hear that, will it be you
don t even trip
Let me tell you something, is here for you to feel good when you press play, this pimpin that i got in my blood
Where s the crown, wait a minute, it s in your blood line
I thought you was the one the, that nigga need to chill
don t even trip
Said will it be you, i m talkin about pimpin been since pimpin been since, said get ready for the choose up
and you will never be that
you may never heard about me
i bet she know
I never did not hear that, and you will never be that
Said will it be you, been since pimpin
they should call me ll cool e
This pimpin that i got in my blood, my great great great
will it be her
it s in your blood line
Grand daddy was a pimp, said get ready for the choose up
i got they attention now
he ain t even got a deal
my grand daddy was a pimp
on his way to his first mill
Let me tell you something, this pimpin that i got in my blood, rellin them how he feel
That nigga need to chill, the way they be singin along
It s on my blood, talkin that real Up, ask your girl
let me slow that shit down
said get ready for the choose up
My great great great, because you was boring Up, all the people in your family was assistant pimps
Where s the crown, the way i be writin them songs Bellinger, it s on my blood
Because you was boring, let me slow that shit down Bellinger, good thing i m so patient
choose up season
said will it be you
she know about me
You may never heard about me, on his way to his first mill
Grand daddy was a pimp, i m talkin about pimpin been since pimpin been since
assistant pimp