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like a pimp - daroobaby lyrics

[intro]
(ha)
(ha, ha, ha)

[verse]
i like to slide and spin, go ask pmo, i do that often (nah, for real)
opp’ ass n*gga on the ‘gram, he talkin’ crazy and sh*t, that sh*t gon’ cost him
i put d*ck in his sl*t, she been gave me the drop, i got the racks coulda’ bought him
we followed the n*gga to his job, way on the north, f*ck, we d*mn near lost ’em
i’m in the whip, gettin’ mad, tried smokin’ kj, he steady wheezin’ and coughin’
f*ck it i’m finna’ hop out on the beltway, and just get to tossin’
wait, let me pull out, that ain’t part of the play
throwback, remember i ruined that drill last august?
i shoulda’ stuck to the plan, and listened to bandz, it’s cool we still randy mossed him
bandz say cut off ya’ phone, leave it at home, and usе ya’ brain on that mission (ha)
bandz say n*ggas ain’t gang, man can’t claim pmo if you out here shootin’ and missin’ (nah, for real)
see bandz, that’s my big brothеr, he old to the streets, but fat daroo don’t listen (nah, for real)
we ‘posed to wait on gobang, but i had seen them n*ggas on westheimer, houston (what the f*ck?)
i hopped out and did my thing, lil’ jay my twin, me and him both start shootin’
jay stood over that boy, put one in his sh*t, god d*mn, that n*gga there ruthless
we threw our driver out the car, that n*gga was scared, ha, lil’ n*gga too useless
tell the opps’ stop cappin’ to hoes and lyin’ to hoes, pmo really out here shootin’
i been got off my ass, i been havin’ cheese, no, i can’t sit ’round broke (at all)
i like to smoke out the p, and trap out the p, these n*ggas be trappin’ out o’s
who make it hotter than me? watch her hop out the v, i’m tryna’ take me a soul
chase a n*gga down the street, better stay on yo’ feet, you fall, then yo’ sh*t over (ha)
lil’ buddy stop cappin’ to hoes, trap took his pole, cause he green with that bl!ck’
i’m suprised bro still ain’t told, come [?] yo’ pole, before i change my feelings (p*ssy ass n*gga)
that instagram sh*t gettin’ old, we really got rolls, you broke and you shoot at silly’s (nah, for real)
hop out the s550, the ar three*round burst, i’m shootin’ through fences (ha)

- daroobaby lyrics

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