Pimp Shit Lyrics

Pimp Shit lyrics

f/ Jay Love







[Jay Love]



Yeah, odd couple baby (ha ha)



Hide your daughters



I stay drinking on an empty stomach



Till I sink and plummet



Thinking of it



Lets get blunted till we stinking of it



I think I've done it cause I'm one hit



Over the edge



I dove from the ledge



I can't stand I fall through my legs



Stumbling over the keg



and it's just the first inning, girls grinning



And all I can see is the world spinning



I can't move I puff mad boom



Trying to find the bathroom



Cause it feels like I'm gonna gag soon



I'm torn from the bottles



Praying through the porcelain gods



To try and ease the pain and the scorch from the vodkas



Walked into the topless



Cause I gotta get brain soup



For the right price crisp the wrist sex in the champagne room



I can't zoom cause I have whiskey dick



I had to pay extra like a paper view titty flick



That's my lucky charms so bitch lick me dick



Suck the shit out like a fucking Pixy stick







[Chorus 2X]



This shit



Pimp shit



It's kind of explicit



We twisted, drinking



And puffin a lit spliff



We party with bitches



Erasing their lipstick



This is the odd couple up in your district







[Louis Logic]



I master the disclosure



'cause I never spit sober



After the Coronas



I'm trying to see the flash exposure



The chick thats a master in yoga



Bending over backwards



Stick a slit with more pick



As if she stroked the cactus



You see that stripper sipping over flipping glasses?



I'm trying to feed her licked till she throws up on my mattress



I'm logical but not in the sense



That I can't be seen chewing panty strings



Hopping the fence



My crib reeks of cigarettes, pot and incents



I'm somewhat of a loner but the bottle's my friend



And I gotta a collection stored on the shelf



So when I talk to the walls on the spot I'm not talking to 'self



I'm akward as hell



Drunk and stumbling



My stomach's rumbling



You thinking I stop drinking



Dumb assumption



Cause this nigger got game



When I chuck a pumpkin with flames to take your head off



Like Ichabod Crane







[Chorus 2X]



This shit



Pimp shit



It's kind of explicit



We twisted, drinking



And puffin a lit spliff



We party with bitches



Erasing their lipstick



This is the odd couple up in your district







[Jay Love]



Now when the odd couple rustles



And rumbling clubs



There's gonna be trouble for smucks



Stashing up bundles of bucks



Cause the first one of the sluts to come up to us



Jump on a bus we'll skid away until your lungs full of dust



Bitch's tongue in my nuts while I just humping her butt



Puffing a blunt while I'm juggling the juzzling stunts



Sit up in the front cause I'm drunk



'cause I hit the bottle



Application for a groupie?



One question



Do you spit or swallow?







[Louis Logic]



You wrestle like your in a brothel trying to earn your rent now



Bend down I'll pull my poison pen out



Cause when the wolf destroys the hen house



The feathers will fly



Seventy five miles



Whether I'm drunk or whether I'm high







[Jay Love]



I busted dead on her eye



Now she's a blinded bitch



Walk around with one eye shut



On some pirate shit



You better buy this quick period



Like a bloody twat



We're all up in your face



Like the money shot







[Chorus 2X]



This shit



Pimp shit



It's kind of explicit



We twisted, drinking



And puffin a lit spliff



We party with bitches



Erasing their lipstick



This is the odd couple up in your district