PYS (feat. DJ Paul)

You goin' with me, Freddie Chorus Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Light up, nigga Ride clean, smoke your dope Light up, nigga Dipped in gold on them Vogues Light up, nigga Evidence that I'm chargin' hoes Light up, bitch Pimp them sluts, break them hoes You already know this Ride clean, smoke your dope Dipped in gold on them Vogues My pretty boy smile don't joke Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs Bitch Pretty boy smile, nigga breakin' your ho Pretty boy smile, teeth white like the blow Presidential wrist, Whitе House full of dope Freddiе jumpin' off, I got the dog for the low Freddie jumpin' off, I got the norf for the low Smokin' the informant, he involved with the po' Nigga, ten toes down, never call on the flow Let them other niggas cap while we gon' ball on the low Pimpin' your slut, shoot in them guts Shoot on her face, she gon' lick that shit up Dipped in gold, back on them Vogues Want a shot of dick Then I'm chargin', ho ATF and DEA I'm dodgin', ho Still get my Frito Lay regardless ho Caught up with the work, I ain't call that ho Lawyer told me they ain't have enough to charge that ho Pimpin' your slut, that pussy bussin' Workin' for daddy, two bricks in her luggage Coke in the carry-on, back in '06 She was whippin' for new Apple Bottoms and Dereon Mama said, Don't sell no crack on the telephone Tell the police I'm never home 'Cause a nigga dipped in gold, back on them Vogues Want a shot of dick Then I'm chargin', ho Chorus: DJ Paul Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Ride clean, smoke your dope What you mean Dipped in gold on them Vogues Evidence that I'm chargin' hoes Light up, nigga Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Light up, nigga Ride clean, smoke your dope Light up, bitch Dipped in gold on them Vogues My pretty boy smile don't— DJ Paul, bitch Verse 2: DJ Paul Whippin' in an all-black Cadillac Pills up, hoes down, nigga, four flats Tryna get money out of me Fuck that I'm on the same shit, I'm tryna put you on a track Hard out here for a pimp No mo' Will I ever be broke again Nigga, that's a No No Watch that syrup pour in slow-mo But my drug of choice is that goddamn blow I'm a pimp, I'm a mack, lookin' for the dollas Need Trues and Vogues help me pull these models Had her snatched by the kit, washin' the Impala Kept a TEC-9, kept Tony in the dolla Memphis Ten' nigga, mane, we been on some pimp shit Been on some robbin', been with the bullshit Come around here with the goods, we gon' pull shit Nigga stay strapped, gotta keep me a tool kit Verse 3: Freddie Gibbs Keepin' me a tool kit, a full clip Gary nigga, we be with the bullshit Yeah P. Diddy with the brick, I remix Insane rabbit gang and Three 6 Yeah Get my ho to set him up, a free brick Told a nigga never trust a freak bitch I'ma break her off because I keep these bitches off my nuts It only take a couple bucks to put you niggas in the dust And I'ma pimp your slut Chorus Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Ride clean, smoke your dope What you mean Dipped in gold on them Vogues Evidence that I'm chargin' hoes Light up, nigga Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Light up, nigga Ride clean, smoke your dope Light up, bitch Dipped in gold on them Vogues My pretty boy smile don't— Bitch Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Ride clean, smoke your dope Dipped in gold on them Vogues Evidence that I'm chargin' hoes Hell, man Pimp them sluts, break them hoes Ride clean, smoke your dope Hahaha Dipped in gold on them Vogues My pretty boy smile don't joke Freddie