Ray Luv - Pimp sh** lyrics

[Chorus 2x] Pimp sh**, pimp sh**, comin' at you Straight from the Crest, hoe, I thought you knew Pimp sh**, pimp sh** is all we know First we break ‘em, shake ‘em, then we pimps a hoe [Verse 1: Ray Luv] Pimps up, hoes down, pumps in the trunk Here's a twist that ya missed with a kiss of the funk It's the R the A the Y the L the U-V Pursue me, wanna do me, but I don't need a hoochie (hell nah) Crooked little weasel, layin' in wait for a shot To get a young n***a for what he's got Take it from me and Mac Mall, huh Peep a little game from a Rose-town baller Man, them hoes in the Rose tryna grab some And soak a little game, b**h, you can't have none And I ain't workin' for nobody else, b**h I can be broke by my goddamn self, b**h To my young homies out there stackin' a grip Let them hoes know in the 9-trey it's the pimp sh** [Chorus 2X] [Verse 2: Khayree] You're fiendin' for the sh**, hoe, I knew it Macked on a rich white b**h and now she's hoein' sh**, I'm never slackin' when I'm mackin' ‘cause I'm deep Grindin' with the playas from the C-R-E-S-T This is for my n***as and the hustlers in the hood Lace a hoe wit' game, mayne, you know it's all good (it's all good) My cuddie Mac Dre is doin' time, yo (that's alright) But the feds can't fade a young n***a, yo n***as on my dick like hoes, mayne (just like a b**h) Khayree this, Khayree that, you best'a peep some game Rollers get hot, they can't fade this Romped out, Crew Thang and the SES, b**h Zap it in the cut and hit the joint, fool The Erk-n-Jerk is doin' work and this indo's cool And when I pimp this hoe, it'll be a white hoe Film the b**h on my dick and show her daddy doe I kept this pimpin' playa sh** simple, mayne Like my cuddie Wax say soak some dope, mayne Nathan but that… [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mac Dre] Pimpin', and never would I be simpin' Pockets so fat the muthaf**as got me limpin' ‘Cause the b**hes wanna kick me down, lick me down And all they say is ‘Would you dick me down?' Straight shots with some s** and a dinner date f**in' wit' Mac Dre, girl, you know you finna wait And wait, b**h, until it's yo' turn And get yo' a** on the track and show me how a hoe earns P-O-L-and-A-R-S Pimp sh**, baby, comin' straight from the Crest The M the A the C the D the R the muthaf**in' E Poppin' the most, poppin' the most, s**as can't f** wit' me A young playa and you know that's right Got these b**hes on my tip like lips on a gla** pipe It's like that on a savage stack pay Straight pimp sh** when ya f**in' wit' Mac Dre [Chorus] [Verse 4: Mac Mall] Call me dopest, not the dopest muthaf**a who ever wrote this type of sh** You trip ‘cause it's similar to the hit Of the yay, yayo, I'm the ruthless rap pro In '93, you gots to see, '92, they didn't know About the ruthless adolescent, the youngsta that's sessin' I used to crease my khakis, now it's records that I'm pressin' You wasn't, expectin', the way the youngsta kicked the sh** Some be playa hatin', but all'a y'all can get the dick Fool, I'm a soldier, could never be like the other SES is my crew, my label is Young Black Brotha Always on the under, I strike it in a Chevrolet Serious about my sessin', tryna get paid But n***as try to fade but it seems like they fear me This is straight from Mall, f** y'all, sincerely Pimp sh** [Chorus]