Lyrics

[Chorus] Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) [Verse 1: Nickelus F] Yeah, I'm a anytime fuck I'm the finger bang champ Her priority mail, so I stick that like a stamp I'm next day air fly Real nigga verified Pants saggin', dick swingin', I fit every stereotype We out here grindin', we out here shinin' The news said it'd be sunny here You come with cloudy diamonds Fuckin' up a fun day, fuckin' up the runway Need your ass up in my crib fuckin' up my feng shui But you would be on my [?] 'til like two in the morn' She said my dick the shit and that my Kool-Aid is the bomb Allow me to drag my nuts now and drop them on yo' lawn You damn right I smoke weed Eyes lookin' like ching chang chong Bass kickin' like Chow Yun-fat Made money doin' Chun Li flips Pour four on poh fried rice I put the soy sauce on them titties Mm, tig ol' bitties, tig ol', tig ol', tig ol', bitties Chitty bang bang titty bang [?] With a name when we came to the city from the back like [Chorus] Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) [Verse 2: Radio B] Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm boombox, I'm [?] Niggas wonder what's my angle My dinky chain's a doozy My flow is like a uzi Her kitty cat so juicy We keep in touch so loosely I hit the booth, I burn it down Just contemplate, no loose leaf Just P.I.M.P-ology, psychology I see right through you fake ass niggas I'm Radio-ology Pick it up I put it down Keep steppin' up I'll put ya down All eyes on me like Pac said Swear I don't ever gotta look around I'm so outta this world I'm so into yo girl My slow strokes like rowboats I overdose her pearl (uh) Long dick, strong dick Y'all bitch touchin' on the wrong zippers Y'all not fuckin' with my clique Hard like an ass What's wrong with ya? South side, south side Everybody know I'm from south side Still got niggas on the north side Still got niggas on yo side AGM, AGM all I care about AGM Live good, be great Fuck y'all niggas I'ma say to him, said, uh [Chorus] Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? Mmh, ain't this some shit? Ain't, ain't, ain't this some shit? P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology) As you take one [?] pass it to the left and up P.I., P.I.M.P.-ology (-ology)