Louis Logic, Jay Love - Pimp Shit lyrics

Yeah, odd couple baby (ha ha)
Hide your daughters
I stay drinking on an empty stomach
Till I sink and plummet thinking of it
Let's 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 soon
For the right price Chris there is
Sex in the champagne room
I can't zoom cause I have whiskey dick
I had to pay extra like a
Pay per view titty flick
That's my lucky charms so bitch lick me dick
Suck the shit out like a fucking Pixy stick

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

I master the disclosure
Cause, I never spit sober after the Coronas
I'm trying to see the flash exposure
The chick that's a master in yoga
Bending over backwards
Stick a slit with more pick
As if she stroked the cactus
You see that stripper
Sipping overflowing glasses
I'm trying to feed her liquor 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 incense
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 nigga got game
When I chuck a pumpkin with flames
To take your head off like Ichabod Crane

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

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?

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

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 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