Do Or Die - Lil Sum Sum lyrics

Mic check Mic check Mic check Cmon I'm a professional, pimpin like rational Worldwide, but it's national You betta ask them hoes And ask them clothes Who dat smokin beeds Talkin bout she fast to go And blow like Curtis Double off in the lex Let me see if she worth it Gettin by so perfect Gettin by so perfect Last year I was mackin We climbed but you grabbed too DJ play the slow jams Sippin Don Never bro-ham Oh damn, smokin beeds Smokin beeds in my lex-land Pa** the beeds to the next man Put it out in the next hand Police on my day bew Now who's them pimps that stay true They do, uh huh motherf**er we done made you So you can blaze too Its the pimp that laid you I know you see me in the video's And the radio reconition like a center fold an*lize to a n***a bigga flow Its the hoes with the tight shhh They used to the right shhh Baby girl hit your lights quick See would the mic fit Say hello some some Check1 check2 brand new And its all for you [Chorus] Bump the ac' through the vents Still ridin with the darker 10 If it don't make dollars then it don't make sense Well hit the beed' and let me do my limp [Verse 2] (uh-huh) Baby girl where the mob at (uh-huh) You can get paid where the jobs at Ho'in aint the word disreguard that 3 men in the cad straight dime sacks And their gators on, now who started that? Must of been a PO P Standing on you P cuz a brotha makin mo cheese And i reach to the door like oldies Saw me in the club Better night then i hope is Do you wanna have s**? Lay back in the lex 2 rules in effect No stains on the seats Strap up with the tex Just tell me what you wanna do But you know a brotha want you Flip a penny if we want to Heads or tails on the scale, even if a brotha fails I'll be losing clientele, but I'm still back to haunt you Baby girl come chill with me You could learn a lot of sk**s with me Lay back and be real with me Make money on the side We can dine and collide Like it's supposed to be What it ment to me? Cuz you still need a man to Make plans to advance you Take a chance and you'll dance too Uh-huh Mic check mic check Brand new And its all for you [Chorus] [Verse 3] I know you're lookin for the top notch Hennessey take 2 shots, Alize just a few drops Our pimpin nation not to block Get a fade and amazed when we do shots Get the digits to my new spot Not the old gotta new flaw Come in pairs like 2 socks Me and you against the world like 2pac And i hope you got your crew locked Can we puff to 2 glocks Why you actin like your too sharp In the caddy get you juice-nark Better known as A to the mother f**ing K And um if its love that he want Theres no faded umm See I'm a pimp and it's all mine You dropped your man now your all mine I'ma player so it takes time Defeat the purpose let me greet you Better yet say the name and I'ma meet you PHD with a see through Did he pay? so we move Baby girl just speak smooth Haters hate what we do Paper chasing for thee group Well let me go back to front, front to back In her face did I do that? Get the philly's and the green from the back Got the good game from the breeze and the macks To the mall and yes, gotta ball, gotta dress Domp hat with the rest Head shoes and the vest clothes that I Suppose that I put em all to the test But you can never be me though You can learn as we grow Spittin game with a neat flow But i never play games turn around pretty cheap hoes CD's where the weed go? And i love the way she ride and collide with her deap throat Remember me in the C-A-D-I double L we ride Down the ave and the AC's high You can walk or do you wanna ride Get high, you and I (uh-huh) Mic check 1 2, and it's all for you [Chorus]