Pimpin’ Kid Cudi

[Verse 1]
It's all cool when they meet Mr. K-I-D
Automatically head in the VIP
Turn it up beats blazing hot as hell
I got the dank put it in the burner roll it well
Smooth skinny nigga left bitch on my arm
Hoes be jealous, they like, nigga who's that ho?
I'm like the law and you're under arrest
You give me some neck and then I'm like you're the best
Straight pimpin'
Serving nut by the quart for the freaky ass hoes
That'll fuck in a Porsche
Clap and ditch 'em
That ho? I never mention (I don't know you)
Til you clap in the kitchen and she making me grits
Not to mention she be loving my hits (I love you Scotty)
Doe taught me some shit I shadow box with the tits
I'mma speak on this to the ones that be shy
If you ain't down with the rules
You can ride, ride, ride

[Chorus]
Cause we pimpin'
Ohhhhhhhhh
We be pimpin'
Ohhhhhhhhh
We be pimpin'
Wanna know why the niggas ride by
Getting high, Cadillac, looking fly nigga
Cause we pimpin'
Ohhhhhhhhh
We be pimpin'
Ohhhhhhhhh
We be pimpin'
Wanna know why the niggas ride by
Getting high, Cadillac, looking fly nigga
Cause we pimpin'