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Pimpin' Lyrics - Artist : Hollywood Undead
Come on, everybody throw your hands up in the air
Come on lets... And you know, we keep the party jumpin' So lets keep those 40s comin' [Chorus:] Come on down to the city of L.A. Where we ride with gangster's and the pimping's easy You know how we keep it bumpin' everyday, baby We ride with gangster's and the pimping's easy Where I ride with J-D-O-G And it's like, okay, basically We get shitfaced and crazy We're screaming "FUCK THE POLICE!" Just like easy let's smoke these with Old E and Charlie We mix it over a heartbeat, and run with the Undead Army! And you don't need to see the best of me The best MC, it's just a beat, produce the feeds that makes me mean That seems to be what makes me scream So what's up?! Let's roll the town fucked up! Yo south L.A. show love(??)! Yo JDOG, wait, just hold up Take my mic, my PO showed up! [Chorus] We're six Caucasians, hell raisin' Blazin', making zero pay Can't wait to drink to stop the pain To call Funny To ride with me My pants are so low, I'm sippin' on this 4-0 Rollin' in the four do' Producer, me, and four ho's OH NO! The 5-0's rollin' cold, I didn't stop, but tried to smoke Container's open, Funny's smokin' I think I'm chokin' It's time to go (OH) This midnight tale let's keep it rollin' Keep the fucking and Mad Dog flowin' Los Angeles we keep it goin' Undead is what we're throwin' [Chorus] I keep 'em blowin' on my Head keeps gettin' fatter everyday, baby On TV you better listen 'cause you know they'll play me In the club, you in the corner while my shit go crazy And I got my soldiers in the back so you don't wanna face me And when your girl look up at me, I'm lookin' right down And all that yappin', you know you gon' get a smack down I stick around to keep it mad while the crowd's loud In the city of L.A.; that's my hometown [Chorus] |
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