Still Pimping The Pen Lyrics
I'm still dranked up and dripped out, reclining to top
Straight up, outta
H-Town and the funk don't stop
Watch the trunk just pop, and the front end
hop
I'ma swang on these bopples, I'm a clown on these cops
Candy red
out the shop, I'm leaving paint on the street
Sippin' serve, slangin'
birds, smokin' indo sweets
I done stay low in places, cause the playas hate
Texas
TV screen, Young & The Restless, in my G.S. Lexus
>From Atlanta to
Virginia through the Sunset Valley
Houston, all the way to Cali, got them
fought in a rally
Remember that bitch Sally? They didn't like her
walk
But she still gone get fucked by Keke in the hou'
Fat Pat and Mike
Drew, what about punkin' the Screw
We gone bring her to the South and let
the click run through
It's real easy to see, there ain't no fuckin' with
me
I pimp the pen, once again, this is Lil' Keke
On the Southside,
we be blowin' on tree
Pimpin' pens, once again, this is Lil' Keke, cause
uh
On the Southside, we be blowin' on tree
Pimpin' pens, once again,
this is Lil' Keke
It's time to lay it down, like cards on the
table
Big crib, watching gorgeous gal lickin' my navel
Who's the man?
And who's the G?
L to the I to the L to the K to the E to the K to the E
that's ME
Heart of a hustler, mind of a g
Punk-ass niggas can't fuck
with me
Give me cocain in reglerity
Pimps on all these hoes and
jet
Break a nigga neck if he don't respect
Let me pimp right down
effect
Gone of the drank, got' make a bank
Playa haters niggas don't
want tryin' to take my pad
I'ma have to kill, when I come down, caught me
blazin' wood wheel
Pop another pill, careful, better chill
Southside
Houston Texas won't you tell me how you feel
Make another mill, while I
pack my steel
Breakin' boys off with my freestyle drill
Higher than a
hill, land of the trill
Pimpin' pens, hittin' skins, show another
skill
On the Southside, we be blowin' on tree
Pimpin' pens, once
again, this is Lil' Keke, cause uh
On the Southside, we be blowin' on
tree
Pimpin' pens, once again, this is Lil' Keke
First crip to
flow, if ya hoes that know
In and out the back door cause I gots to
go
I'm more time I'ma flow, I'm a freestyle pro
Walkin' inside the club
and dismantlin' the show
Houston, Texas, is the home of the playas and
pimps
Sachi down with a limp, across the sky in a blimp
I punch in
clocks, don't like dumb jocks
I'm a playa I'm a baller, bagguettes and
rocks
Worst strainer entertainer in the eye of the public
Niggas love
me try to dub me, cause I stick to the subject
Again and again, nothing
less than a win
Your foy, your friend, I'm a keep pimpin' pen, pimpin'
pens
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