Pimp Shit lyrics

f/ Jay Love



[Jay Love]

Yeah, odd couple baby (ha ha)

Hide your daughters

I stay drinking on an empty stomach

Till I sink and plummet

Thinking of it

Lets get blunted till we stinking of it

I think I`ve done it cause I`m one hit

Over the edge

I dove from the ledge

I can`t stand I fall through my legs

Stumbling over the keg

and it`s just the first inning, girls grinning

And all I can see is the world spinning

I can`t move I puff mad boom

Trying to find the bathroom

Cause it feels like I`m gonna gag soon

I`m torn from the bottles

Praying through the porcelain gods

To try and ease the pain and the scorch from the vodkas

Walked into the topless

Cause I gotta get brain soup

For the right price crisp the wrist sex in the champagne room

I can`t zoom cause I have whiskey dick

I had to pay extra like a paper view titty flick

That`s my lucky charms so bitch lick me dick

Suck the shit out like a fucking Pixy stick



[Chorus 2X]

This shit

Pimp shit

It`s kind of explicit

We twisted, drinking

And puffin a lit spliff

We party with bitches

Erasing their lipstick

This is the odd couple up in your district



[Louis Logic]

I master the disclosure

`cause I never spit sober

After the Coronas

I`m trying to see the flash exposure

The chick thats a master in yoga

Bending over backwards

Stick a slit with more pick

As if she stroked the cactus

You see that stripper sipping over flipping glasses?

I`m trying to feed her licked till she throws up on my mattress

I`m logical but not in the sense

That I can`t be seen chewing panty strings

Hopping the fence

My crib reeks of cigarettes, pot and incents

I`m somewhat of a loner but the bottle`s my friend

And I gotta a collection stored on the shelf

So when I talk to the walls on the spot I`m not talking to `self

I`m akward as hell

Drunk and stumbling

My stomach`s rumbling

You thinking I stop drinking

Dumb assumption

Cause this nigger got game

When I chuck a pumpkin with flames to take your head off

Like Ichabod Crane



[Chorus 2X]

This shit

Pimp shit

It`s kind of explicit

We twisted, drinking

And puffin a lit spliff

We party with bitches

Erasing their lipstick

This is the odd couple up in your district



[Jay Love]

Now when the odd couple rustles

And rumbling clubs

There`s gonna be trouble for smucks

Stashing up bundles of bucks

Cause the first one of the sluts to come up to us

Jump on a bus we`ll skid away until your lungs full of dust

Bitch`s tongue in my nuts while I just humping her butt

Puffing a blunt while I`m juggling the juzzling stunts

Sit up in the front cause I`m drunk

`cause I hit the bottle

Application for a groupie?

One question

Do you spit or swallow?



[Louis Logic]

You wrestle like your in a brothel trying to earn your rent now

Bend down I`ll pull my poison pen out

Cause when the wolf destroys the hen house

The feathers will fly

Seventy five miles

Whether I`m drunk or whether I`m high



[Jay Love]

I busted dead on her eye

Now she`s a blinded bitch

Walk around with one eye shut

On some pirate shit

You better buy this quick period

Like a bloody twat

We`re all up in your face

Like the money shot



[Chorus 2X]

This shit

Pimp shit

It`s kind of explicit

We twisted, drinking

And puffin a lit spliff

We party with bitches

Erasing their lipstick

This is the odd couple up in your district