Gorilla Pimp Lyrics by Project Pat

Gorilla Pimp Lyrics

    if you thinking i'm straight then you better think twice
    And you ain't got no cheese then i'm jekyl and hyde
    'bout to click on this bitch cause she need to learn me
    Beat her with my pistol when i thought she burned me
    It's the first the month you can call me sambo
    I'ma dick this ho down cause i like to gamble
    In her purse i ramble
    On her head i trample
    Where the hell the damn doe
    Old silly ass hoe
    You know green i'm gon blow
    And i like to toot snow
    Sippin' 'nac with your cap is the perfect combo
    You can be a jane doe if you call the po-po
    (female voice)i'ma call ya momma up
    Bitch that's a no no
    Don't get personal, i'll never let go
    If you did wanna run you'll get beat to the flo'
    I'ma go-rilla pimp you can call me great ape
    Knockin' teefus out ya mouth need to get ya shit straight

    [chorus]
    I'ma gorilla on the hoes
    Dig that
    I'ma pimp nigga you ain't know?
    Dig that
    I'ma a mack mane on the stroll
    Dig that
    I'm out here trying to make a ho
    Dig that
    Cause i hustle on the low
    Dig that
    I ain't tryin' to go for broke
    Dig that
    So bitch don't you come up shoat (short)
    Dig that
    If you do i'ma cut ya throat
    Dig that

    [verse two]
    Talkin' smart to a pimp you done broke the first rule
    I'ma come on your job i'ma act a damn fool
    When ya boss walk in i'ma play it off cool
    If he step in our biz i'ma slap his ass too
    All that loud talkin ho need to gon' settle down
    'fore you friend have to pick ya ass up off the ground
    I got love for ya purse meaning that i love you
    Married to this cheese first and i'm screamin' i do
    No money for a mack mean drama for a ho
    Paramedics toting you through the trauma center do'
    Busted lips broken leg but i got my bank roll
    Tried to put a struggle up so she got her eye swoll
    Buying you taco bell but a pimp eating steak
    Corn bread collard greens chit-a-lings on my plate
    Always late for a date and she always trippin'
    She can hate my fuckin guts but she lovin' my pimpin'

    [chorus]

    [verse three]
    Mixin' game with some 'nac is a deadly potion
    If i hit it from the back bitch i want devotion
    In ya pussy strokin'
    Ho a pimp is spoken
    Doa if you try to play my emotions
    I'ma crack a hos dome i ain't broke the damn law
    Another nigga (on) my phone so i broke the bitches jaw
    You done quit ya damn job and you need to start hoin'
    Boostin clothes playin tricks cause a pimp ain't goin
    In the club shakin ass they can bring plenty cash
    But ya get mo' loot with a vip pass
    Say ya ass got robbed when ya shoulda given hundred
    Now you get the fuck up out of here go and get the money
    You dummy tryin' to pop phoning me a get ya killed
    Bitch i ain't the chargee i'ma charge you for real
    So don't get it twisted i'm the pimp you the bitch
    Either bring the loot quick or you get ya throat slit

    I'ma gorilla on the hoes...

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