Holla at Your Boy Do or Die (Ft. Johnny P)
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(Lady singing)
Closer I, closer I, closer I get to you
The closer I get to you
(Hook)
(Johnny P, singing)
One pimp, two pimp her
Don't let your lover down, holla at your boy
One Pimp, two pimp her
Don't let your lover down, but holla at your boy
(Belo)
Spinnin' like twenty-two's on the Maybach
Kick ya Prada shoes up and lay back
To the industry and some pay back
'96, Po Pimp, we go way back
(Verse 1, AK)
Oh yeah, we told 'em, right!?
We still gon' mold 'em, right!?
Cause we gon' pimp it like Goldie, right!?
I could make you a celebrity overnight!
That's just what Twista said
That's just what Kanye said
Spit the game wit' the perfect name
You can lay right back, and they'll give you head
As I spark, cause I love to spark 'em
While I'm thinkin' to myself, I gotta get this bread
And I pulled to the curb, and made her think it's red
Nah, slow down, we lookin' at the ass-ets!
Baby girl, know she got that throw-back
And she a picture peferct moment in the Kodak
With the twenty-two's spinnin' on the Maybach
And when I give ya my number, ya better page back
Closer I, closer I, closer I get to you
The closer I get to you
(Hook)
(Johnny P, singing)
One pimp, two pimp her
Don't let your lover down, holla at your boy
One Pimp, two pimp her
Don't let your lover down, but holla at your boy
(Belo)
Spinnin' like twenty-two's on the Maybach
Kick ya Prada shoes up and lay back
To the industry and some pay back
'96, Po Pimp, we go way back
(Verse 1, AK)
Oh yeah, we told 'em, right!?
We still gon' mold 'em, right!?
Cause we gon' pimp it like Goldie, right!?
I could make you a celebrity overnight!
That's just what Twista said
That's just what Kanye said
Spit the game wit' the perfect name
You can lay right back, and they'll give you head
As I spark, cause I love to spark 'em
While I'm thinkin' to myself, I gotta get this bread
And I pulled to the curb, and made her think it's red
Nah, slow down, we lookin' at the ass-ets!
Baby girl, know she got that throw-back
And she a picture peferct moment in the Kodak
With the twenty-two's spinnin' on the Maybach
And when I give ya my number, ya better page back
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