Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock - New Pimpin lyrics
Kendrick Lamarс [Duckworth] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kendrick Lamar, Jay Rock - New Pimpin lyrics]
Money over bitches why you bullshiting nigga
Listen pull up in something
With the roof missing
You dissing four-five that'll leave
Your roof missing who tripping true spitting
Cadillac coupe dipping
Crew whippin wit yo bitch present
This is new pimpin
Roll up get a cup only Hennessy sippin
West Coast jumpin like a low-low
Three-wheelin we feelin
Like the New Dynasty dominating the Nation
Pamona pimpin when im sippin that hard liquor
Hit the studio with mo cuts
Than a cold sensor
Nigga what, im a west coast predator
Pteradactyl when i sink my teeth in the beat
Got a lock like Armostol?
Shakles around her feet
Glock in my right palm got my
Strong arm steady like kwali
Make it hard for you to get
By the silencer is so serene
Sound like a california ocean breeze, no lie
So high really though put hoes on video
Run trains like blue lines on Subways
While you save em like coupons we throw away
Extra large Magnum wrappers
We them nasty rappers
We them Magnum blasters
Say hello to the pastor
Coughin' up a loogie when I'm
Walking past your casket
See I don't give a shit about my enemies
Feel the same way about a bitch
Speaking of a bitch these hoes is no joke
Tell a story any chance they get
Where my money at? She talking bout she broke
Now I can dig in her left pocket
Dig in her right pocket
Dig in her back pocket
Pull money out of all three and still swear
Up and down that she don't got it
Bitch, you must think I'm the fool
You better hop up on the track
And put that pussy to use
Now, I oughta go upside
Your motherfucking wig
But you lucky your little
Boy called the police
On me the last time I hit you
In front of yo' kid
Listen pull up in something
With the roof missing
You dissing four-five that'll leave
Your roof missing who tripping true spitting
Cadillac coupe dipping
Crew whippin wit yo bitch present
This is new pimpin
Roll up get a cup only Hennessy sippin
West Coast jumpin like a low-low
Three-wheelin we feelin
Like the New Dynasty dominating the Nation
Pamona pimpin when im sippin that hard liquor
Hit the studio with mo cuts
Than a cold sensor
Nigga what, im a west coast predator
Pteradactyl when i sink my teeth in the beat
Got a lock like Armostol?
Shakles around her feet
Glock in my right palm got my
Strong arm steady like kwali
Make it hard for you to get
By the silencer is so serene
Sound like a california ocean breeze, no lie
So high really though put hoes on video
Run trains like blue lines on Subways
While you save em like coupons we throw away
Extra large Magnum wrappers
We them nasty rappers
We them Magnum blasters
Say hello to the pastor
Coughin' up a loogie when I'm
Walking past your casket
See I don't give a shit about my enemies
Feel the same way about a bitch
Speaking of a bitch these hoes is no joke
Tell a story any chance they get
Where my money at? She talking bout she broke
Now I can dig in her left pocket
Dig in her right pocket
Dig in her back pocket
Pull money out of all three and still swear
Up and down that she don't got it
Bitch, you must think I'm the fool
You better hop up on the track
And put that pussy to use
Now, I oughta go upside
Your motherfucking wig
But you lucky your little
Boy called the police
On me the last time I hit you
In front of yo' kid