[Intro: Lil Double 0 & Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin', man
Ooh, you're my darlin', darlin', baby
You're my sw—
Uh, okay, here we go
[Verse 1: Lil Double 0]
From the city that made you lay it down and make 'em hit the trunk (Ho)
I'm Project Pat, can't keep no wife, gorilla-pimp that ho
I gorilla-pimp my dope, up switch, up pole
Up blicks, uh (Dope, I sold, I robbed)
(I remember days I was fucked up tryna go and get a job)
Welcome to Memphis, where a nigga take somethin' before he starve
We don't wait till nighttime, we broad day sumn', get in the yard
Lay down, walk a nigga down, this a theme song
I've been in thе streets since I was thirteen, they can't lead mе wrong
JD done went to court today, I pray my twin beat that hoe
Told the judge "Gotta free 30", if he don't, then we gon' send him home
Walk him down, hmm-hmm, put that shit on, put it out
Trappin' is a habit, changed my number, had to flip the phone
When you trappin', be like Mr. Beast, got motion, nigga, don't need no song
Big body Maybach, this a Benz, sit back, recline up in a chair
Nigga die just tryna make a song, get hit with the fire, get put in the air, pussy
[Interlude: Lil Double 0 & Logic]
(Get hit in that fire, uh, uh, uh, go crazy)
What Juicy say? He be like "Shut the fuck up"
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Uh, uh, uh, hold up)
Play me some pimpin', man
Ooh, you're my darlin', darlin', baby
You're my sw—
Uh, okay, here we go
[Verse 1: Lil Double 0]
From the city that made you lay it down and make 'em hit the trunk (Ho)
I'm Project Pat, can't keep no wife, gorilla-pimp that ho
I gorilla-pimp my dope, up switch, up pole
Up blicks, uh (Dope, I sold, I robbed)
(I remember days I was fucked up tryna go and get a job)
Welcome to Memphis, where a nigga take somethin' before he starve
We don't wait till nighttime, we broad day sumn', get in the yard
Lay down, walk a nigga down, this a theme song
I've been in thе streets since I was thirteen, they can't lead mе wrong
JD done went to court today, I pray my twin beat that hoe
Told the judge "Gotta free 30", if he don't, then we gon' send him home
Walk him down, hmm-hmm, put that shit on, put it out
Trappin' is a habit, changed my number, had to flip the phone
When you trappin', be like Mr. Beast, got motion, nigga, don't need no song
Big body Maybach, this a Benz, sit back, recline up in a chair
Nigga die just tryna make a song, get hit with the fire, get put in the air, pussy
[Interlude: Lil Double 0 & Logic]
(Get hit in that fire, uh, uh, uh, go crazy)
What Juicy say? He be like "Shut the fuck up"
(Uh, uh, uh, uh)
(Uh, uh, uh, hold up)
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