Pimpin’ Ain’t Dead Monaleo (Ft. TEXAS BOYZ)

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[Intro: Monaleo]
Ayy
Big Leo and the motherfuckin' TEXAS BOYZ here to let y'all know pimpin' is not dead
On my mama, nigga

[Chorus: Monaleo]
This player shit ain't dead, nigga
This player shit ain't dead, nigga (Ayy)
This player shit ain't dead, nigga (Huh, ayy)
This player shit ain't dead, nigga, ayy

[Verse 1: Monaleo]
Huh, this player shit ain't dead, ugh
Bitch, I'm Mo City bred, ugh
I ain't even let him fuck, but I let him pull up and drop the head, ugh
Mouth full of pink grills, I'm a player, I could pay the bills
Ayy, I'ma put a nigga in a pickle, bet his bitch-ass know the deal, ugh
Pimps up, hoes down, I'll put a bitch in a ground
I'm checkin' on all my niggas, huh
I'm just makin' my rounds, huh
He let me do what I want, bitch-ass nigga better not make a sound
I'm really livin' this P shit, G shit, I ain't thinkin' 'bout a wedding gown
I can't meet a nigga at the altar
I'm from Houston, I'm a boss hogger
I'm a P likе Sauce Walka
You finna eat, I ain't with the talkin', huh
Ex-nigga still callin', opp bitchеs still stalkin'
I smack me a bitch down, huh
Stone Cold Steve Austin, ugh