Lil` Keke Still Pimping The Pen (screwed) Lyrics

Still Pimping The Pen (screwed) Lyrics

(DJ Screw)

9-7, Screwed-Up Click

Soucie Folea'

Ballin' in the
mix

Pimp the pens

Ball slow party on

Ah, the Screw and the Lil'
K-E

Know what I'm sayin' cause uh..

Herschelwood if ya hoes that
know

Lil' Keke's on the rack and I'm mixed to flow



(Lil'
Keke)

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



(DJ Screw)

Know what I'm sayin' Southside?

Let's get a
drink up and dripped out pimp the pens

Know what I'm sayin'?

Puttin' it
down, representin' to the fullest

Know what I'm sayin'?

L-i-l, go on let
that boy go again



(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, chrome in
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



(DJ Screw)

Know what I'm sayin'?  Pimp the pens,
worldwide

Break it down Scroofless

Ya'll already know what it is,
Hollywood

Ain't that right Cardion?

Straight hoggin', done deal,
trick



(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



(DJ Screw)

Just chill, and
smoke a sweet for a second

9-7, showin' up, two-timin' on
records

Steady stackin' them dollars, guessing on my Impala

Blowin'
nose of young G don't wanna get swallowed

Toontime in the Soucie, them
thangs that nigga need

The devil's beneath me, to God ain't no stoppin'
me

It's serve not hennessy, blowin' up independently

I done screwed up
the industry, got them all wan' be pagin' me

Niggas be hatin' me, because I
make paper, g

It's all about the real paper, still ain't no fakin'
me

Girbaud what's up, cause you know I'ma makin'

L-i-l pimp the pens, I
be pimpin' turntables