I Don’t Lov’em

Lyrics

[Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em Put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash pot [Verse 1: Gangsta Boo] I click so quick, my spells are slick so watch yo fuckin' self ho That Gl-izz-ock will rock yo' cradle fatal, mystic on yo ass, loc The 187 niggas that's sellin' dwellin' on the black side The black side of Haven, never mistaken, all day long it's homicides I fear not a bitch, I leave her with shit Just fuck 'em, a playa is in me, ho I do not be dwellin' on silly ass bustas but denyin' D-izz-on't h-izz-ear me though The Triple Six click, the Mafia bitch Is comin' out runnin', so shut yo' mouth You just so fucked up in the head cause you're mad and just really don't know what you talkin' 'bout You stupid ass bitch just put yourself in a bad place The Jason mask I will pla-place on my face The D-izz-evil's Daughter G-Gangster B-izz-oo is most definitely mentally de-fuckin'-deranged I thought you knew that I'm from Memphis You better just listen so you can like dig what I peep If you be violatin', pimpin' your ass will be slippin' into the eternal sl-izz-eep On my mind be murder-murder, I'm urgin' to serve a busta that is flexing his shit Never underestimate the ones that be like quiet, 'cause they be the ones that'll click Niggas be talking that shit I just have to show 'em that t-izz-alk is so fuckin' cheap Talkin' is all that you doin', you don't wanna rumble 'Cause you know the Three 6 is deep [Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, put 'em in a ho spot Tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash spot Tie 'em-t-t-t-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, put 'em in a stash spot Tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash spot [Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] I'm stickin' out with my pimpin', still it's all about makin' that cheese Puttin' in work, payin' major mad dues Smokin' and chokin' 'em like green leaves Hangin' with thieves, I pimps, my hookers, they bringin' my trap Sellin' this trick and if you want the womb (Bitch) Gimme the money, 'cause I don't cap, I'm Skinny Skinny runnin' through panties, haters can't stand me So they aggravate my money, more funerals every day Placin' them hits so slick, smilin' at yo face, trick Keepin' my stable tight, clockin' my thousands day and night No matter how dough comes One-eighty-seven ways to get paid, taking yo' life Dirty plots, dirty hoes, layin' fools down North Memphis bound, Funky Town found Dunkin' on Crown in the shake junt lounge Women get naked while Skinny smoke pounds Yeah, we still scopin', my pretty-boy-smile ain't jokin' Drop it off, drop it off Takin' that dope and fillin' up coffins Hangin' deep down in them ghetto streets When we creep, you know we out for murder Murkin' that's stable, buckin' lots, capable Break a trick, we don't fuck up (Put 'em in a ho spot) Put 'em in the backseat, onion in my brain Glock cocked, drop the top, poppin' up the whole block Non-stop for my mob, that's my job when we rob your stash pot [Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Tie 'em-tie 'em- tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, put 'em in a ho spot Tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash spot Tie 'em-t-t-t-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, put 'em in a ho spot Tie 'em-tie 'em- tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stash spot [Verse 3: Koopsta Knicca] Six thousand shots of a sawed-off, buckshot knock a niggas crest A bitch done stepped to this mass Koop set a bank up for this criminal Soul is callin' up demonic sounds and it's as if for the reap But I'm leavin' no witty, which Devil possessin' my mind for a killin' 'Cause I'm creepin' for Satan Replacin' the gauges with Glocks in my trunk Hold 'em up for the commoner Rough Koopsta, nigga with that blood in his mug Most of my time, bitch, I'm showin' no love For you try to run, but you cannot hide Rippin' my slugs on my doormat Nigga, run from the Devil's, just sayin' I and you're in Hell, man And the end of eternity Where will the Koopsta be holdin' the sinister table Naming those scripts full of lies of the reapers Citing the horrors of gables Gables meeting the end of the world Just turnin' to motherfuckin' torture Koopsta, they light up the corpse For this is the world that they came up For Koopsta, the master of illusions Filled with the mind of intrusions Through your hood, I be lurkin' and cruisin' Fiendin' to put on a bruisin' Removin' the slug from your wounds and guts Just 'cause you're not showin' no lovin' I sip my brew at nights and waitin' for Satan [Chorus: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Tie 'em-tie 'em- tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, put 'em in a ho spot Tie 'em-t-t-t-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, put 'em in a ho spot Tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't Put 'em-put 'em in a ho spot, take me to the stag spot Tie 'em-tie 'em to my bumper, drug 'em, fuck 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't love 'em, I don't