Pimpin' Chipp (Album Version|Edited) - Ghostface Killah
Written by：Dennis Coles/Emile Haynie
Yeah them niggas talking bout y'all always want some lyrics right
Real lyrics well here we go
I'm a tell you a little story
That's right watch this **** ni**a
Here we go y'all your ***
Yeah we write for days hot **** uh huh
**** ***** *** murder king James version
Aiyo needle was left hanging
In the arm of a ****
He walk with a limp had ******* on the payroll
He gave the seeds candy and
His family was poor
Drove a '68 Caddy with the fur on the door
The other macks ain't have jack on him
Not even goldie
Slowly he would rise
Kept his runners with the police
Jim Brown was his man his brother was
Muslim they tried to convert him
And turn righteous
But the streets got the good of him
Big hats with gorgeous stones
Honey designed the slacks
With two attempts on his bottom *****
Her name was Precious
Silky skin priceless p**sy she took karate
Her bubble *** got pretty chipp rich
You can smell her perfume
On every street corner
A sexy mother ***** with the mean face on her
Precious sported bulletproof dresses
Defending caring ***
Thirteen smith this boo that study her lessons
She was the key to pretty chipp riches ******* is fortune slang
Control the south side her name rings
Lookout for the black cherry p**sy extortion
Any other **** get pregnant
Bet they get an abortion
Back at the pub at the Alice spot bumping the sounds of Curtis
Playing live in the jukebox
This broad named Cookie
In the purse fifty thou' in cash
Passed off to chipp told him count it fast another 10 in my bloomers
**** the rumors it's lies baby you my daddy
******* never saw me
Jumping out of dirt dog's cabby
I'm a loyal ***** and chicks
Can't stand me *****
They know I'm ill that's why they never put hands on me
From fillmore slim to goldie pretty Toney
Frank War told me C C get that money
My potentials credentials my mouth stay hot
Like Chinese mushrooms
Wasabi with spicy lentils
The other day I brought a little gat where
I keep near my lower back
Cause these niggas don't know how to act
At the Apollo Ray Charles told me
***** just get in the car
Cuz I want you to swallow
I jumped in and his bodyguards follow
He was quick I spit
The nut on his '74 wallos
He wanted to invite me to Chicago
I said 'nah daddy'
He pushed me out and lit up a Marlboro
Nah papi cause I'm from New York
He taught me the talks
He taught me the walk
Cause I'm chipp's ***** we dine and resort
Only ni**a ever taught me
Don't put swine on my fork
And that's the truth rest in peace papi
This cookie I still got another tall
Goose for you daddy
I'm a stick in the grave for you baby
**** them other *****
They ain't got **** on you daddy
Written by：Dennis Coles/Emile Haynie
Yeah them niggas talking bout y'all always want some lyrics right
Real lyrics well here we go
I'm a tell you a little story
That's right watch this **** ni**a
Here we go y'all your ***
Yeah we write for days hot **** uh huh
**** ***** *** murder king James version
Aiyo needle was left hanging
In the arm of a ****
He walk with a limp had ******* on the payroll
He gave the seeds candy and
His family was poor
Drove a '68 Caddy with the fur on the door
The other macks ain't have jack on him
Not even goldie
Slowly he would rise
Kept his runners with the police
Jim Brown was his man his brother was
Muslim they tried to convert him
And turn righteous
But the streets got the good of him
Big hats with gorgeous stones
Honey designed the slacks
With two attempts on his bottom *****
Her name was Precious
Silky skin priceless p**sy she took karate
Her bubble *** got pretty chipp rich
You can smell her perfume
On every street corner
A sexy mother ***** with the mean face on her
Precious sported bulletproof dresses
Defending caring ***
Thirteen smith this boo that study her lessons
She was the key to pretty chipp riches ******* is fortune slang
Control the south side her name rings
Lookout for the black cherry p**sy extortion
Any other **** get pregnant
Bet they get an abortion
Back at the pub at the Alice spot bumping the sounds of Curtis
Playing live in the jukebox
This broad named Cookie
In the purse fifty thou' in cash
Passed off to chipp told him count it fast another 10 in my bloomers
**** the rumors it's lies baby you my daddy
******* never saw me
Jumping out of dirt dog's cabby
I'm a loyal ***** and chicks
Can't stand me *****
They know I'm ill that's why they never put hands on me
From fillmore slim to goldie pretty Toney
Frank War told me C C get that money
My potentials credentials my mouth stay hot
Like Chinese mushrooms
Wasabi with spicy lentils
The other day I brought a little gat where
I keep near my lower back
Cause these niggas don't know how to act
At the Apollo Ray Charles told me
***** just get in the car
Cuz I want you to swallow
I jumped in and his bodyguards follow
He was quick I spit
The nut on his '74 wallos
He wanted to invite me to Chicago
I said 'nah daddy'
He pushed me out and lit up a Marlboro
Nah papi cause I'm from New York
He taught me the talks
He taught me the walk
Cause I'm chipp's ***** we dine and resort
Only ni**a ever taught me
Don't put swine on my fork
And that's the truth rest in peace papi
This cookie I still got another tall
Goose for you daddy
I'm a stick in the grave for you baby
**** them other *****
They ain't got **** on you daddy
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