Harry Fraud - Ca**ette Deck lyrics

(Hook) Pimp see in my ca**ette deck, Pimp see in my ca**ette deck. (Verse) I’m just way too chill, I live way too chill. Born a hustle like I’m Gerard Butler, And you know I keep it all cup up. Turn about me appeal, I’m just way too chill. I’m riding dirty in my Benz on, I’m pimping women, I’ve got ten hoes, Pumping a bucket full of stones, And you know I’m smoking strong. You know my partners put me on, I call it bumpy on the phone. sponsored links Cause my n******g’s so dope, And all my n******gs so dope. (Hook) Pimp see in my ca**ette deck, Pimp see in my ca**ette deck. (Verse) Pimp see in my ca**ette deck, Banging out of our head set Talking about some p**y that he left And then he muted it like a deaf. This is the life of a jet set, But ja**y yellow pop as you just met, Bust it open and leave it dead there. This is the life of a king, Money and power and jury that pleen, b**hes that bathe you and kiss on your ring, When they kiss on your ring I’m off to the Benz. Cause we got cars that cost like a house Houses that cost like a sub-division b**hes I see and I love the position So no interrupt in this snug position I’m truly the most, really the now, Haters watching but still imma bow Putting them off, they rip off the wall Gladiators that would k** if I call. We got work in the walls, The money is under the floor, And the guns is in every room, To get you hands up if you come to the door. Better know who has the town Ripping the life and I’m holding it down Give a f** if you like how it sounds Get all the texts they’re f**ing around. So I grap on my top, leave in my fifth, pump in my trunk. Junk in the deuce while I’m sipping my juice And I’m turning it up, b**h, I’m getting it crawl. (Hook) Pimp see in my ca**ette deck, Pimp see in my ca**ette deck. (Verse) Pimp see in my ca**ette deck, Cadi’ paint dripping, A hundred tho’ on my neck, Pay cash, no check. Rip microphones like I’m sweet James Jones Still can’t believe that my n******g be gone. Prones brokes poking at the side of the Cadi’ Keep a set of s**y yellers riding in Bugatti. But it’s for the money, never for the honey, I’m a real n******g, she can’t get sh** from me. I make the hoes pay me, Pimping bought me this Mercedes Ever since I was a baby had the ladies going crazy. Ain’t got a pimp cup, but I got a sip cup, Double that money, full of that purple stuff. That big moe, that pimp seat, That DJ scrootch, real n******gs feel me. And imma stay real till the n******g k** me Even after that I’ll still be forever known still. (Hook) Pimp see in my ca**ette deck, Pimp see in my ca**ette deck.