Pimps Get Chose - Don Cisco, Mac Dre

Yeah, yeah

That’s lav, mayne, real lav

That’s real, so right

Mac Dre and Cisco

Here to let a bitch know

I’m at the bar, jibbin' at hoes, poppin' it

They eatin' it, and spillin' it, they moppin' it

Lovin' your cousin because I’m a sav

Gone off them thizzles, ‘bout one and a half

It' s me and Cisco, we in Frisco

And I’m bustin' at bitches like a pistol

It’s so crazy up in here

I’m tryna shake a square beezy, ‘cause she…

She ain’t nothin' but some pimp’s hoe

Mac Dre and Cisco X game tremendo, blowin' on indo

Break all nymphos, straight or lesbo

Lesbhonest with the ill na na wanna menage a trois

With me and the potna, freaky like Madonna

Biting on my heels like a piranha

That’s club drama, I love Henny and pina coladas

Swing a big stick, get you wide open like a piñata

It’s too many hoes up in here

For a pimp not to get chose up in here

Bounce, rock, perk wit' me

Put the dank in the blunt, baby, work wit' me

I’m going nutso, wit' my cutthroat

Young Suavearachi, what’s up, loc?

We doin' big thangs, ‘cause we big people

On damn near drugs like it’s legal

I couldn’t feel no lav-er, or feel no sav-er

She’s looking kinda famous, cuddie, go grab her

Now when I call, you respond no matter what the weather

Come through in your thong, nobody does it better

Than I do, but you already knew that, boo

Nobody gives head better than you

If the pussy’s mine, let me cool, just keep it on ice

(see, if I thrust ya once, hoe, I’mma thrust ya twice)

See I’m a hustler, so it’s a must I get paid

Customary like Hawaii, touch down and get laid/lei'd

It’s too many hoes up in here

For a pimp not to get chose up in here

I’m comin', baby, like the big brown kahuna

Plenty of fish in the sea, plenty more hoes around the corner

If you want, I’ll beat him down, show you how to pop your collar

Every time I’m back in town I’mma give you a holler

Maybe we could hookup at the Holiday Inn

You could come through, baby, and bring your friends

See, me and Mac Dre’s in town, captain, hide your hoes

‘Cause you know what happens if I get chose

I go buck looie when I let loose

Playin' «Hutch, Hutch, Choose» like «Duck, Duck, Goose»

Oh boy, it’s nothin', I mack for sport

Runnin' full press game up and down the court

Mac Drevious the craziest cutthoat, fool

Maybe it’s the gravy in my cutthoat soup

That make it so saucy, keepin' it so flossy

Do it big, Bay style, real bossy

It’s too many hoes up in here

For a pimp not to get chose up in here

Now when we run outta looie, we put doobies in a crutch too

Hits’ll make your chest bust, sticky to the touch

If I see a hutch, with some cheeseballs in a clutch

Like a pimp, dawg, I pick it up, pick it up

Give it up, turn it loose, silly duck, it’s no use

You fuckin' with the golden goose

Hawkeye surrounded by pigeons holding on a deuce-deuce

The reason why all the chickenheads flew the coop

With the loot, execute like a pimp, I thought you knew

Mac Dre said they eat Fish Head Stew