J-Kwon Feat. St. Lunatics

J-Kwon Feat. St. Lunatics - IC IC lyrics

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I-I-I c some hoes in here

Hey, yo, Track Boyz

It's cool if I bring my other cats

From St. Louis on this one? Come on

Girl, as you came through the door, you heard it before

Errbody in this bitch better hit the floor

Your man got some money, but I bet I got more

I heard he got a Bentley but I bet it ain't a Zoure

She braggin' 'bout his Cadillac, bitch, I got four

She keep runnin' his mouth, I might go climb in four more

I like 'em heavily beated, conceited, you can't beat it

Bust some pussy like a cookie wit no milk I can't-can't eat it

Okay, you love me? No lie but watch it my charm bright

That don't mean that you can kick it from grippin' my arm tight

Plus you lookin' good, that-that-that I can't perform right

In a U.S. club, down the lot p-p-pourin' right

Jamaica born, I don't mean to toot your horn right

But ya ass super fat, w-w-was you b-b-born right?

An' right now, I'm just chillin' with Murph Dert

Your girl's in the club but feelin' on Murph Dert

An' half of these hoes be askin' for Nelly Team

I don't know where Nelly Team but I know where my ding-a-ling

Kwon, the new cat, who on the scene of things

An' I'm pimpin' hoes, you really ain't seen a thing

Maybe a moon ring or maybe some jelly beans

I mention the Four Seasons, I'm hittin' by any means 'cause

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

Hey, yo, I'm Murphy Lee, 'The Ladies' Man'

I'm Leon Phelps, the go-getter

I've been pimpin' since pimpin', even was pimpin' my babysitter

I beg yo' pardon, I've been pimpin' since kindygarten

She had the nicest boobies an' remind me of Dolly Parton

My first grade teacher bought my first set of markers

My second grade teacher, she kind of favor Ms. Parker

Third grade, I switched schools, then my teacher was a dude

He taught me how to pimp the teachers into breakin' the rules, shoo

My fourth grade teacher, man she, had a badunkadunk

If I would shot from a 'A', she would give me a couple points

Fifth grade, I exposed my first ass

Sixth grade, I skipped my first class

Seventh grade is when I first smashed

Eight grade, I smoked my first grass

I'm not a bad dude, been on more backs then tattoos

Girls scarred to say hi so they just blush an' just ask you

To ask me autograph, pictures an' hugs

I see a whole lot of women on the parkin' lot

But more in the club, what up?

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

Now in the VIP, I see so many hoes

It's hard for a playa to make a decision

One in there with an ass so fat

I seen it with my pimp view vision

You ain't got no panties on, my rep name 'The Panic Zone'

Ali, is you a pimp? 'Til I die an' I'm standin' on

It's nothin' to a boss, you'll fuck on what it costs

I'm the type to lose at dice an' rob for what I lost

Now, glory, Hallelujahs 'cause you miss a call, I knew ya

An' what's ya name? My name Ali, I wanna stick it to ya

Now as I sit there an' check ya, ya lookin' kind of tight

But you act too fly to me

Push this thing in ya mouth an' right before I nut

I pull it out an' get ya E Y E

Now you know I go hard on them know, got a pimp card that I show

An' a bourgeois bitch, I dump cigars on that hoe

Give a model somethin' to swallow, send her back on the runway

Day off, bitch? Please, we gon' double up on Sunday

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

I, I c some hoes in here

An' I, I c some hoes in here

I, I c some hoes in here

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