Big Pimpin'

Yeah Yeah Yeah Huh And I'm hot like a summer time free-throw The bitch bad, don't say too much giving me throat Little shawdy that I picked up from the east coast Took her straight to west coast Now she's facing south and I'm giving her that north pole Cold as the heater as I'm taking the time to remind you who's the greatest Nigga don't get complacent I know that I'm your favorite Look at me on your playlist Nigga ain't even A-list, they look at me like I'm famous huh But I would rather roll this green and get this paper huh And drip Artmafia, the seasons reign the latest huh I know its never how they mean but what they say to them But I could barely give a f*ck about belligerence Never was the equivalent Dividend is your synonym Niggas get to drilling them, spilling them is how they killing them Start to get the feeling my presence has got them trembling The alpha and omega, they know that I am a king to them Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping, mixed with champagne spilling Cause we're big cheque splitting Man I love this feeling what's up Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping, mixed with champagne spilling Cause we're big cheque splitting Man I love this feeling what's up I ain't enticed by all that local fame Make it international Man they're about to know this name R.I.P to Satan Man forever Loud Pack Money Gang You're the beast they could not tame All my dawgs is Gods And all you rapper cats is pussy man Stunting on some titties man But I'm the one that milks the game For everything it has And sadly I cannot escape the fame Ye and 50 told me go and switch the style up And if they're gonna hate They'll have to watch my money pile up Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping, mixed with champagne spilling Cause we're big cheque splitting Man I love this feeling what's up Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping Yes my nigga, we've been Big pimping, mixed with champagne spilling Cause we're big cheque splitting Man I love this feeling what's up Ah yanong ere ko botse mfan Dai track is too much Too much Too much Drizzy can't compete with that Ahh Drake ah emme pele joh Ha ke gane joh, ba gafa Drake neh Ah mara ko botsa ka dai track joh That track is too much I'm just down here stunting, we're serving my nigga There's a ghetto up in Heaven Tjo, ah emme pele joh Ah, ema pele joh That track fire dawg