S.L.A.B. (Slow Loud And Bangin) - Pimpin lyrics

rate me

(feat. Trae, Jay'Ton, Lil B, Yung Redd)

[Hook x2]

I know these boppers, steady calling me

Since I'm a pimp, I let em know that I don't fuck for free

I threw the top off my slab, and swang it like a G

Click the remote to my trunk, and now I'm looking clean

[Bridge x2]

Boppers steady calling my phone

Won't leave me alone, I'm riding on chrome

And this a habit, I'ma be a playa for life

That's shining so bright, I'm creeping at night

I gotta have it

[Trae]

Hop aside of my dropper top, or this classified half-a-slabber

If a bopper be riding my dick, it's guaranteed I'm grab her

Superstar like the Fat Pat, swanging off in a black Lac

Spitting game and I got that, run up in and get out that

Ain't no kissing and hugging, no rubbing no loving hoes

My mission is to get with em, and then I'ma be fucking hoes

Tag teaming with Yung Redd, too much game so we going FED

The only way for these hoes to see us, is if they coming off bread

Why let you fuck me for free, so you can get a reputation

Better get your hoe chance up out my face, or a backhand you gon be facing

Late night and crawling the slab, and loading up the block

I'm a playa forever, and my game I'm setting up

[Yung Redd]

These hoes saying Yung Redd, ain't nothing nice

Whatever the price, I keep wearing yellow ice

I'm top notch from my shoes from my shuns, to my socks

Cause Redd in a drop, don't usually stop or wait

I coming up, man I can't let these hoes, take me under

And I don't need to know your name, fuck your phone number

You see me in the street, I'm spending money er-y week

Talk is cheap, and most niggaz ain't street

Go ask them hoes in the hood, yeah they know me well

I hit the block, so the spot and get a cop tail

Ain't hard to tell, my money too long to fail

Now when my solo drop, you know it's gon sell

[Hook x2]

[Jay'Ton]

I was blessed to get the game, so I give it back to em

Run up in em flossing and tossing, so much it be amusing

Laid back and recline, while I'm checking my palm pilot

With my hand on the wheel, looking like a pimp when I glide it

Tinted up so I'm private, trying to get away from the boppers

Creeping they neighborhood, late night on don't-stoppers

I'm a T-H-U-G, repping S.L.A.B

Riding B-L-U-E, in a B-U-I-C

K with Trae, and we dubbing it out the roof

With diamonds on every tooth, and you know that we bopper proof

Never gon be tricking change, on a nothing-ass hoe

I'ma hit it and quit it, and that's the way the game go

[Lil B]

What you know about a P-I, M to the P

I'm a player baby girl, I can't fuck you hoes for free

Acting like you my girlfriend, blowing up my cell phone

Keep it real you just fronting, trying to ride on my pone'

That's why I stay one deep on the creep, I ride solo

Fa sho hoe, I know you wanna fuck this fo' do'

But no, I push my roof back, and pop my trunk open

Swanging down your block, glass and 84's poking

Choking you hoes and haters, a playa that's me

Silly bitch you thought you played, L-I-L to the B

But I'm a G, think about it we ain't fucking for free

Cut you loose, now I got all kinda boppers calling me

[Hook x2]

[Bridge x2]