[Verse 1: Norman Atomic]
It's that dead pimp walking with a dead leg limp
Keep your shrimp and grits
b**h, I want some steak and eggs
Sipping on some OJ
Give me the blade so I can slice open the blunt
And dump the guts on top your b**h's f**ing back
While she s**ing on my nuts
Blow me slowly while I'm blowing smoke rings
While I'm pouring more lean
Hoes keep hoping Ima share the codeine
Acting like a dope fiend
Show me that you know me ho
Smoke weed until I'm on the floor
Dressed in all black with a purple glow
Sipping ice cold water in the f**ing snow
I don't trust hoes because I want to be alone
Throw them a bone
Sitting on my lap in the f**ing throne
Told her "b**h, pick up the phone. Tell them I need another zone."
She was too stoned and told them I'm home
Later that night they busted in the door
Put the chrome to my dome
Busted my head open
Left my brains on the floor
Just another dead pimp never trust them f**ing hoes, ho
[Verse 2: Anthony Mar$]
Well it's that dope fiend staying higher than a Goodyear blimp
Everytime I pour the lean, I wonder if I'll die like Pimp
Taking some hydrocodones
Trapping off the flip phone
20 inches of black chrome
Riding, smoking on a zone
Sipping on some Tussinex
When it come to doing d**, ho, you know I do them the best
Ain't no flex
Got pyrex
Cooking dope
Don't sell it no more
All I do is indulge
f**ing ho won't leave me alone
Trying to jugg my d**
And I'm like back up, back up
Before you get smacked up, smacked up
Running like a Mac truck
Strap up
Trying to get my racks up
Catch up
To my dope habits, xan and dro's
Got me f**ed up on the floor
Where to go
I don't know
When I'm high just leave me alone
[Verse 3: Wavy Jone$]
I GOTTA REDHEAD LIKE APRIL TO ROLL MY BLUNTS
GOT AN EIGTH IN MY JEANS SO U KNOW WATS UP
I BROUGHT A PACK OF THE WOODS U CAN THROW THE DUTCH
SIPPIN DONATELLO WHEN IM POURIN UP
SLOWIN DOWN BLOWIN LOUD
MIDDLE OF THE PIT b*tch THROWIN DOWN
RIDIN ROUND LIKE fu*k THE OPPS
fu*k THE COPS TAKE ME TO TRIAL
BAD b*tchES DONT VIBE WIT EM
MIGHT SLIP THE DICK OR GET HIGH WIT EM
MIGHT PIMP MY b*tch BUT WONT RIDE WIT HER
MIGHT GET THE TOP THEN ITS BYE WIT HER
YO MAIN b*tch MY SIDE HITTA
I AINT sh*t BUT SHE LOVIN ME
IM UGLY BUT SHE fu*kIN ME
BUST A NUT THEN ROLL A BLUNT FOR 3
HIT THE DOOR BEFORE I SMOKE DA b*tch
SCRAPE THE SCALE. BLOW THE FISH
DROP THE ROOF. POP A TAB
FIND THE TRUTH. ALWAYS HAVE
BADSTARD SON WIT A PAST THATS fu*kED
CUP FULLA BLOOD IN THE CUT WHERE THE BUD
SUICIDE BOYS ON THE BLOCK WHERE THE DRUGS
64 CHEVY DEAD COP IN THE TRUNK LIKE WHAT