Pimp Party Lyrics
| Song | Pimp Party |
| Artist | Mathematics |
| Album | Love Hell or Right ( Da Come Up) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bean, Hill, Walker | |
| (feat. Almighty Infinite , Big Boy, Buddah Bless , E) | |
| [Intro: Almighty Infinite (Boy Big)] | |
| I remember when he was a young boy, I knew his mama for years | |
| Now he wanna be, wanna be a player, I remember him | |
| Had a snotty nose, couldn't know how to tie his shoe | |
| Now he wanna be, a drug dealer, so called pimp | |
| And his macking game, ain't all that | |
| I knew his father... father wasn't all that | |
| (Pimp party) pimps (pimp party) hoes | |
| (Pimp-party, pimp-party, pimp-party, pimp-party) | |
| Oh shit, yo, it's a pimp convention going on in New York City, boy | |
| Yo, you best to get down, we over here in New York City | |
| With the baddest, the finest, finest broads out here in New York City | |
| I tell you boy, we got ass shaking, we got titties shaking | |
| All here, my brother, we gotta come on down, to the pimp convention | |
| [Chorus x4: Boy Big] | |
| Pimp party, chillin' at a pimp party (oh oh oh) | |
| [Eyes Low] | |
| Come and ride with me, where the pimps hang | |
| Big chains, wrapped around necks, specs, under slick rings | |
| Burri' bird los', tan timbs, throwbacks | |
| Heavy cognac, stains on cherry fur coats | |
| Most chicks drink, almost every bird choke | |
| But the party over, when that dessy bird smoke | |
| You already hold folks, it's a don affair | |
| Find a freak with blondish hair, and palm aware | |
| Got my ex-cons in here, with arms to bare | |
| I'm the next, starved for beer, the bomb this year | |
| Yeah, dough we get, that 'dro, we click, that after | |
| Shows, we rip, them hoes, get pimped in fashion | |
| Mo' get sipped, and clothes get stripped, we smashin' | |
| Our boa constrict', deflictin' big compactions | |
| We ain't leavin' til we rip every last dime | |
| Pimp never had blind, bitch better have mine, have mine | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| [Interlude: Almighty Infinite] | |
| Oh shit, yo, the fucking Bishop Don Juan | |
| White Mo, Jody, muthafuckin' Ribbon Shift | |
| What up my nigga, yo, it's a pimp party | |
| Up in this bitch, boy... we got the pimps to the left | |
| And all, youknowhatimsayin, we got the hoes to the right | |
| And shit, we got pimps in front of me, I got pimps in back of me | |
| Yo, it's gotta be a muthafuckin' pimp party, man | |
| Yo, why the fuck your jewels shining like that, man | |
| Gold ass creak, bigger than hell, man | |
| Yo, that fur coat you got on my brother, yo, word is bond | |
| The illest, man | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| [Buddah Bless] | |
| Yo, I leave the lab, ghetto fab, from toe to head | |
| Chillin' in some of the codest red | |
| You know I leave the soldier's bread | |
| You know I cock back the hammer, muthafucka, better hold ya head | |
| Now it's gator and ostrich convention | |
| And I got the mack of the year, spot milked | |
| In this tear drop silk, it's pimpin' | |
| Got the beaver skin limped in | |
| Respect robe with the best hoes in pink mink | |
| Sweatin' my ever wish, like I Dream of Jeannie | |
| So they all walk around in g-string bikini | |
| A g' thing, believe me, not everyone's able | |
| I'm gettin' bread off the book, under the table | |
| I'm gettin' head off the hook, under the table | |
| Pour my bottle, bitch, sippin' on a bottle of Crys' | |
| High rollers in this joint, that's been pimpin' | |
| Since pimpin', been pimpin', been pimpin' | |
| Hollywood to Detroit | |
| [Chorus x4] | |
| [Outro: Almighty Infinite] | |
| Yo that's your Pink Cadillac parked out front | |
| Yo, whose Rolls Royce is that | |
| Yo, hold up, who just pulled up in that Bentley, hard, right there? | |
| Oh shit, these pimps done went crazy | |
| They done tripped over New York City | |
| We gonna have a new pimp convention in New York City, today | |
| What's going down, out here, yo where Foxy Brown, where Pam Grier? | |
| Yo, somebody tell me something, I'm bout to lose my mind | |
| We got all this good shit out here, the flyest women | |
| The baddest players, players among players | |
| Players don't even know they players yet | |
| The whole nine yards... |
| zuo qu : Bean, Hill, Walker | |
| feat. Almighty Infinite , Big Boy, Buddah Bless , E | |
| Intro: Almighty Infinite Boy Big | |
| I remember when he was a young boy, I knew his mama for years | |
| Now he wanna be, wanna be a player, I remember him | |
| Had a snotty nose, couldn' t know how to tie his shoe | |
| Now he wanna be, a drug dealer, so called pimp | |
| And his macking game, ain' t all that | |
| I knew his father... father wasn' t all that | |
| Pimp party pimps pimp party hoes | |
| Pimpparty, pimpparty, pimpparty, pimpparty | |
| Oh shit, yo, it' s a pimp convention going on in New York City, boy | |
| Yo, you best to get down, we over here in New York City | |
| With the baddest, the finest, finest broads out here in New York City | |
| I tell you boy, we got ass shaking, we got titties shaking | |
| All here, my brother, we gotta come on down, to the pimp convention | |
| Chorus x4: Boy Big | |
| Pimp party, chillin' at a pimp party oh oh oh | |
| Eyes Low | |
| Come and ride with me, where the pimps hang | |
| Big chains, wrapped around necks, specs, under slick rings | |
| Burri' bird los', tan timbs, throwbacks | |
| Heavy cognac, stains on cherry fur coats | |
| Most chicks drink, almost every bird choke | |
| But the party over, when that dessy bird smoke | |
| You already hold folks, it' s a don affair | |
| Find a freak with blondish hair, and palm aware | |
| Got my excons in here, with arms to bare | |
| I' m the next, starved for beer, the bomb this year | |
| Yeah, dough we get, that ' dro, we click, that after | |
| Shows, we rip, them hoes, get pimped in fashion | |
| Mo' get sipped, and clothes get stripped, we smashin' | |
| Our boa constrict', deflictin' big compactions | |
| We ain' t leavin' til we rip every last dime | |
| Pimp never had blind, bitch better have mine, have mine | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Interlude: Almighty Infinite | |
| Oh shit, yo, the fucking Bishop Don Juan | |
| White Mo, Jody, muthafuckin' Ribbon Shift | |
| What up my nigga, yo, it' s a pimp party | |
| Up in this bitch, boy... we got the pimps to the left | |
| And all, youknowhatimsayin, we got the hoes to the right | |
| And shit, we got pimps in front of me, I got pimps in back of me | |
| Yo, it' s gotta be a muthafuckin' pimp party, man | |
| Yo, why the fuck your jewels shining like that, man | |
| Gold ass creak, bigger than hell, man | |
| Yo, that fur coat you got on my brother, yo, word is bond | |
| The illest, man | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Buddah Bless | |
| Yo, I leave the lab, ghetto fab, from toe to head | |
| Chillin' in some of the codest red | |
| You know I leave the soldier' s bread | |
| You know I cock back the hammer, muthafucka, better hold ya head | |
| Now it' s gator and ostrich convention | |
| And I got the mack of the year, spot milked | |
| In this tear drop silk, it' s pimpin' | |
| Got the beaver skin limped in | |
| Respect robe with the best hoes in pink mink | |
| Sweatin' my ever wish, like I Dream of Jeannie | |
| So they all walk around in gstring bikini | |
| A g' thing, believe me, not everyone' s able | |
| I' m gettin' bread off the book, under the table | |
| I' m gettin' head off the hook, under the table | |
| Pour my bottle, bitch, sippin' on a bottle of Crys' | |
| High rollers in this joint, that' s been pimpin' | |
| Since pimpin', been pimpin', been pimpin' | |
| Hollywood to Detroit | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Outro: Almighty Infinite | |
| Yo that' s your Pink Cadillac parked out front | |
| Yo, whose Rolls Royce is that | |
| Yo, hold up, who just pulled up in that Bentley, hard, right there? | |
| Oh shit, these pimps done went crazy | |
| They done tripped over New York City | |
| We gonna have a new pimp convention in New York City, today | |
| What' s going down, out here, yo where Foxy Brown, where Pam Grier? | |
| Yo, somebody tell me something, I' m bout to lose my mind | |
| We got all this good shit out here, the flyest women | |
| The baddest players, players among players | |
| Players don' t even know they players yet | |
| The whole nine yards... |
| zuò qǔ : Bean, Hill, Walker | |
| feat. Almighty Infinite , Big Boy, Buddah Bless , E | |
| Intro: Almighty Infinite Boy Big | |
| I remember when he was a young boy, I knew his mama for years | |
| Now he wanna be, wanna be a player, I remember him | |
| Had a snotty nose, couldn' t know how to tie his shoe | |
| Now he wanna be, a drug dealer, so called pimp | |
| And his macking game, ain' t all that | |
| I knew his father... father wasn' t all that | |
| Pimp party pimps pimp party hoes | |
| Pimpparty, pimpparty, pimpparty, pimpparty | |
| Oh shit, yo, it' s a pimp convention going on in New York City, boy | |
| Yo, you best to get down, we over here in New York City | |
| With the baddest, the finest, finest broads out here in New York City | |
| I tell you boy, we got ass shaking, we got titties shaking | |
| All here, my brother, we gotta come on down, to the pimp convention | |
| Chorus x4: Boy Big | |
| Pimp party, chillin' at a pimp party oh oh oh | |
| Eyes Low | |
| Come and ride with me, where the pimps hang | |
| Big chains, wrapped around necks, specs, under slick rings | |
| Burri' bird los', tan timbs, throwbacks | |
| Heavy cognac, stains on cherry fur coats | |
| Most chicks drink, almost every bird choke | |
| But the party over, when that dessy bird smoke | |
| You already hold folks, it' s a don affair | |
| Find a freak with blondish hair, and palm aware | |
| Got my excons in here, with arms to bare | |
| I' m the next, starved for beer, the bomb this year | |
| Yeah, dough we get, that ' dro, we click, that after | |
| Shows, we rip, them hoes, get pimped in fashion | |
| Mo' get sipped, and clothes get stripped, we smashin' | |
| Our boa constrict', deflictin' big compactions | |
| We ain' t leavin' til we rip every last dime | |
| Pimp never had blind, bitch better have mine, have mine | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Interlude: Almighty Infinite | |
| Oh shit, yo, the fucking Bishop Don Juan | |
| White Mo, Jody, muthafuckin' Ribbon Shift | |
| What up my nigga, yo, it' s a pimp party | |
| Up in this bitch, boy... we got the pimps to the left | |
| And all, youknowhatimsayin, we got the hoes to the right | |
| And shit, we got pimps in front of me, I got pimps in back of me | |
| Yo, it' s gotta be a muthafuckin' pimp party, man | |
| Yo, why the fuck your jewels shining like that, man | |
| Gold ass creak, bigger than hell, man | |
| Yo, that fur coat you got on my brother, yo, word is bond | |
| The illest, man | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Buddah Bless | |
| Yo, I leave the lab, ghetto fab, from toe to head | |
| Chillin' in some of the codest red | |
| You know I leave the soldier' s bread | |
| You know I cock back the hammer, muthafucka, better hold ya head | |
| Now it' s gator and ostrich convention | |
| And I got the mack of the year, spot milked | |
| In this tear drop silk, it' s pimpin' | |
| Got the beaver skin limped in | |
| Respect robe with the best hoes in pink mink | |
| Sweatin' my ever wish, like I Dream of Jeannie | |
| So they all walk around in gstring bikini | |
| A g' thing, believe me, not everyone' s able | |
| I' m gettin' bread off the book, under the table | |
| I' m gettin' head off the hook, under the table | |
| Pour my bottle, bitch, sippin' on a bottle of Crys' | |
| High rollers in this joint, that' s been pimpin' | |
| Since pimpin', been pimpin', been pimpin' | |
| Hollywood to Detroit | |
| Chorus x4 | |
| Outro: Almighty Infinite | |
| Yo that' s your Pink Cadillac parked out front | |
| Yo, whose Rolls Royce is that | |
| Yo, hold up, who just pulled up in that Bentley, hard, right there? | |
| Oh shit, these pimps done went crazy | |
| They done tripped over New York City | |
| We gonna have a new pimp convention in New York City, today | |
| What' s going down, out here, yo where Foxy Brown, where Pam Grier? | |
| Yo, somebody tell me something, I' m bout to lose my mind | |
| We got all this good shit out here, the flyest women | |
| The baddest players, players among players | |
| Players don' t even know they players yet | |
| The whole nine yards... |
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