"Put Your Pimpin Down" lyrics
Yo Gotti & All Star Lyrics
Certified gangsta, young ass niggas
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
This what it is pimpin', do what it do pimpin'
You put yo pimpin' down or they pimpin' you pimpin'
Cause I'm a playa fam, yeah I'm a playa fam
You keep it playa can't no other nigga play you fam
Make bitches lay it down, make niggas give it up
You put yo pimpin' down pimpin' they can't get enough
I ride that old school rollin' on them grown shoes
So what the wan' do? Pimpin, what they wan' do?
I got that chrome too, I got that side kick
Cause when the Sidekick flip, bitches want dick
That's when I give it to 'em, pimpin' fall right out my mouth
Pimpin' delivered to 'em bitch, I put my pimpin' down
Now I got yellow hoes, red hoes, black bitches, what?
I got skinny hoes, thick hoes, fat with the butt
I got plenty hoes, pretty hoes, love to give me butts
Pimpin' I don't play around, I just pick some pussy up
Now put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
Bo Hagon and he a country legend in the muthafucka
You a snitch, it's kinda like the Feds in this muthafucka
Colder than a polar bear, butt naked, no hair
Modern day poet, yeah, Bo Hagon go there
I'ma shoot first, it's no hope, who go there?
Absorb this heat like your system was solar
I'm all about my money, I'm a pimp in many different ways
On the haze, sippin' 'gac, goin' through my liquor phase
Hustle hardcore when this pimp shit strip away
Posted with your whore watchin' time and mine slip away
I tried to make a stack and take a triple day
And sell a bitch a dream along the way, If I may
I'm a pimp
Yeah, the best thing 'bout Bo Hagon is the world ain't gon' never see me comin'
This another DJ funky underground hype CD, baby
Check it out, Dirty Bird Entertainment, ya feel me
Now put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
I'm on that Grey Goose, it's Yo Gotti, mane
I'm from Memphis so you know I'm 'bout that pimpin' mane
I take a brick, flip it, whip it, and ship it, mane
Turn thirty-six to fifty-four, I gotta get it mane
Atlanta called a trap, Memphis called a track
Before the rap game gotta have a hundred stacks
Holla back, I do this shit for the hood
Five seventy-five for a pound of that green good
I make the money, the money don't make me
They sendin' out the indictments, but cases can't break me
You hate me, I guess you got a lot of nerve
I took my budget money, went and bought a lot of birds
I'm on the West side, you know where TIP hang
Or on the East Side with Jeezy doin' the damn thang
I got Atlanta love 'cause I'm a street nigga
Word from the wise, you don't hustle, you don't eat, nigga
Now put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
Spin off All Star in the club, gettin' the whole crowd crunk
Yeah, I'm on that Grey Goose, got the whole South drunk
Man, I'm Cashville's Prince, I got cash to spend
Keep it pimpin' to the end, you better ask a friend
I'm All Star and I don't know who you got me confused with
But I am the leader Cash Money's new movement
Young nigga on that cool shit, but that's just my music
Still got guns, the same lip as a pool stick
I talk to say, they say I spit baby oil
Can you blame a nigga for shoutin', that's what they pay me for
Young fresh, pop tags like it's goin' out of style
Ride clean, get money, bet you know about me now
I got plenty dro, plenty coke, ask me what I'm grinnin' fo'
Cashville tenant, keep your soul warm for twenty-four
Me and Gotti got it cheap, we'll put it in your time
Real hustlers like a hunnid different ways
So put yo pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
This what it is pimpin', do what it do pimpin'
You put yo pimpin' down or they pimpin' you pimpin'
Cause I'm a playa fam, yeah I'm a playa fam
You keep it playa can't no other nigga play you fam
Make bitches lay it down, make niggas give it up
You put yo pimpin' down pimpin' they can't get enough
I ride that old school rollin' on them grown shoes
So what the wan' do? Pimpin, what they wan' do?
I got that chrome too, I got that side kick
Cause when the Sidekick flip, bitches want dick
That's when I give it to 'em, pimpin' fall right out my mouth
Pimpin' delivered to 'em bitch, I put my pimpin' down
Now I got yellow hoes, red hoes, black bitches, what?
I got skinny hoes, thick hoes, fat with the butt
I got plenty hoes, pretty hoes, love to give me butts
Pimpin' I don't play around, I just pick some pussy up
Now put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
Bo Hagon and he a country legend in the muthafucka
You a snitch, it's kinda like the Feds in this muthafucka
Colder than a polar bear, butt naked, no hair
Modern day poet, yeah, Bo Hagon go there
I'ma shoot first, it's no hope, who go there?
Absorb this heat like your system was solar
I'm all about my money, I'm a pimp in many different ways
On the haze, sippin' 'gac, goin' through my liquor phase
Hustle hardcore when this pimp shit strip away
Posted with your whore watchin' time and mine slip away
I tried to make a stack and take a triple day
And sell a bitch a dream along the way, If I may
I'm a pimp
Yeah, the best thing 'bout Bo Hagon is the world ain't gon' never see me comin'
This another DJ funky underground hype CD, baby
Check it out, Dirty Bird Entertainment, ya feel me
Now put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
I'm on that Grey Goose, it's Yo Gotti, mane
I'm from Memphis so you know I'm 'bout that pimpin' mane
I take a brick, flip it, whip it, and ship it, mane
Turn thirty-six to fifty-four, I gotta get it mane
Atlanta called a trap, Memphis called a track
Before the rap game gotta have a hundred stacks
Holla back, I do this shit for the hood
Five seventy-five for a pound of that green good
I make the money, the money don't make me
They sendin' out the indictments, but cases can't break me
You hate me, I guess you got a lot of nerve
I took my budget money, went and bought a lot of birds
I'm on the West side, you know where TIP hang
Or on the East Side with Jeezy doin' the damn thang
I got Atlanta love 'cause I'm a street nigga
Word from the wise, you don't hustle, you don't eat, nigga
Now put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
So fresh, pop ya tag, put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Put ya pimpin' down
Ridin' clean, get money, put ya pimpin' down
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Always makin' money, money never make me
'Cause I'm a P-I-M-P
Catch me in ya city pushin' product in the street
Spin off All Star in the club, gettin' the whole crowd crunk
Yeah, I'm on that Grey Goose, got the whole South drunk
Man, I'm Cashville's Prince, I got cash to spend
Keep it pimpin' to the end, you better ask a friend
I'm All Star and I don't know who you got me confused with
But I am the leader Cash Money's new movement
Young nigga on that cool shit, but that's just my music
Still got guns, the same lip as a pool stick
I talk to say, they say I spit baby oil
Can you blame a nigga for shoutin', that's what they pay me for
Young fresh, pop tags like it's goin' out of style
Ride clean, get money, bet you know about me now
I got plenty dro, plenty coke, ask me what I'm grinnin' fo'
Cashville tenant, keep your soul warm for twenty-four
Me and Gotti got it cheap, we'll put it in your time
Real hustlers like a hunnid different ways
So put yo pimpin' down
