Still Po Pimpin’

Lyrics

[Johnny P] Do you wanna ride with me (yeah, ooooooh) Do you wanna smoke my B (ooooooh) Never can't you take my G's Myyyyyyyy.. (ooooooh) [AK-47] I ain't trippin got the split up the front Approach you with a limp while I hit on the blunt Your pager goin off? (awe, that ain't nuthin) Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin Blow even though that the clique's on somethin Tryin to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin The corner of the parlor with them niggas they bumming Reachin for the gin and the Hen in my stomach I'm lookin at the do' females still comin Lookin to my left and the B's still comin Lookin to my right and the drinks still comin Tryin to shake the dice but the girl lookin cunnin Circlin the do' where the money start runnin Took a pause, hey y'all wassup Head hunters in the double-R, is it a double car Pulled over to the car So I, ashed Proceeds, to pass the B's, low cash Chorus: Johnny P (repeat 4X) Do you wanna ride with me? Do you wanna smoke my B's? Never could you take my G's I'm a Po P-I-M-P [Belo] What it be like? P-I, M-P, hoes - plenty Comin straight from the Windy Choppin up tens and twenties, MMMM! Lean back in the corner with the Dobb hat Nominated just to ball like a Democrat In the cut with hoes, and I suppose That I've been chose, to mingle with the hoodrats Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm - got it down packed You call it what you want I'm keepin all that I been taught by the best, so put it to rest And I confess, I'm living just to ball black Gettin paid in the game made me roam free Flip a penny to a dime I'm like an O-G Go to the mall, with all of y'all Show you some cash, now, tell me what you want B You can ride or just smoke in the Cadillac A/C, windows down, with the top back From a Caddy to Lex' to Rolex I'm a put it in a roll, tell me could you top that? Ever though I'm making money you the wrong freak Nickel dime or a twenty don't approach me If you do, we could have sex, in the Caddy or a Lex But keep on the low-key Chorus [Bridge: Twista] Well a motherfucker used to say I might be broke But now I'm stackin C-notes, still dope Different strokes, same folks; hangin from a rope Me and Do or Die just try to cope Sit back I might come let ya take a toke Take a stroll through the hood It's some haters but it's still all good Roll up another blackwood, playa pimpin to the groove In the place to be to see who I can choose Now it's time for me to make a move Shawty what's the deal? [Twista] I done seen your sexy walk on the Pharcyde So don't be "Passin' Me By" I'm a nigga with P's and I ain't stingy with the trees We could be some freaks and both of our ass could be high Fe's drips at us full of octane With pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs They was serving the rock 'caine, then I came Flippin flows like hoes when Twista drop game It's like, awww suki suki now, lookie here Sing a phrase while I trace on my hog road Devine words form the pimp scroll Get the bitch if I'm walkin and she peepin that my limp's cold See a playa po' trippin, deep as the Mediterranean Trying to play me in slow-vision Picture how I'm mackin cold women Bendin and grinnin my head spinnin While we smokin on hemp, we still po' pimpin' Refrain: Johnny P (repeat 2X) Do you wanna ride, slip inside of your thighs Oooh-oh, oooh-oh, oooh-ohhhhh Chorus [Johnny P] Wooooh-ooahahhhohhhh! Do you wanna riiiiiiiiide with JP Do or Die, whoahhhh-oahhhh..