AMG - Pimp of the Century lyrics

[AMG] With the mad funk.. [Chorus] AMG, on the go Back on the motherf**in microphone It's the pimp of the century So b**h pour the Hennessey! [AMG] (Aowwww) I got a new bone to pick And hoes, I got a big bone to lick And n***as been ridin my dick, like an Amtrak n***as thought I fell the f** off, but the G's back The dog from around the way Uhh (L.A., Cal-i-for-ni-a) And baby I bust 'em in Hoodrats hoes can't even just ride the dick And n***as been houndin me I'll be out, they surroundin me But never is they clownin me And this ain't "Bangin on Wax" But let me get straight to the facts I ain't no blood or crip But I got a Glock 23 with a couple of clips And gold diggin hoes get the 22 (Buzzin) buzzin and you bug my crew [Chorus 2X] [AMG] (Aowwww) I used to drink Olde E, now I sip Moet Hangin with the jet set And the hoes know my records sell (records sell) So they all eat a dick up well From state to state, they can't wait For me to rock a show, then I'ma knock your hoe Countin dates in my gated estate (Ya fool) I got your girl naked in the pool (Aowwww, hittin that indo) What? (She just called her friends so) So we can have a big Three's Company Two big booties in front of me Put my rubber on, before we get to humpin Hit it from the back, like she stole somethin Bust a big nut, then I'm snorin Cause when the hoes get to talkin, they borin And it's a shame, n***as fallin for the okeydoke The whip appeal is a joke And like I said, I'll be your personal 304 When I'm done, hit the do' [Chorus 2X] [AMG] (Aowwww) I'm just a player on the run, havin fun In the California sun, hit me one And the leather and wood, I got my boys in the hood And they ain't slippin while they grip trippin Bumpin hoes and, baby if you're fly you're gettin chosen I scoop a freak like you're frozen And I like 'em when they got a little game No drama, just a fly little hot momma Ready and willin, big booty for the k**in (What what?) But don't be catchin no feelings Cause a hoe is still a hoe, and I can't be witcha If 20 n***as done hit ya, b**h I got the 4-1-1, on your hoochie cootchie Just a groupie, thinkin you can soup me But you gotta be more than a trick tramp big booty hoe To fade this n***a though [Chorus 4X]