Pimpin’ Ken Premo Rice

[Intro: Pimpin’ Ken & ?]
Like I tell my hoes, you know what I’m sayin’?
You bitches can, you know I’m sayin’?
If y’all really, really truly wanna stash on a pimp
You know what I’m sayin’? Well, ho, go ‘head and stash -
Stash a lot of quarters, nickels, dimes, and pennies, ho
You know what I’m sayin’? ‘Cause bitch, you ain’t gone stash none of them damn Presidents on a pimp, you know what I’m sayin?
They consider us the ghetto fabulous motherfuckers
You know what I’m sayin’? (Right, right) You know I’m sayin’?
We consider ourselves entrepreneurs, you know what I’m sayin’?
We just explorin’, you know, [?] circle, you know what I’m sayin’?
Everybody had they time to shine *chuckles*
(It’s our time), it's our time

[Verse 1: Premo Rice]
Now, what type of pimp sleep with a broke a bitch? (What?)
Type to run they mouth, them the ones who fold quick (Yeah, they do)
I’ma start flossin’ icy gold, bitch
Ain’t no bullshit ‘round my neck, this here thirty cold, trick (A thirty cold)
Icy hot (Hot), bitches on my jock (Jock)
I’ma stop and pop, shoot the three like Johnny Stark (Like Johnny Stark)
It’s a swish (Swish), twenty on my wrist (Wrist)
Ho, I never miss, clockin’ digits from your bitch (Bitch)
Double up (Up), Henny in my cup (Cup)
We don’t give a fuck, celebratin’, makin’ bucks (Let’s celebrate)
Count it up (Up), I’ma count it up (Yup)
Pull up in the truck, clean the strip, then round them up