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I'm a gangsta
Yeah, motherfucker
I'm a thug
Uh, please believe
I'm a pimp girl
See man, let's go
And I'm a hustler, a hustler
Do it, do it, do it

Yo, I'm a gangsta, 'cause I do gangsta shit
Matter fact from now on call me gangsta Kiss
You already know I handle my business
Slay you then your man before the first candle's finished
Feel good when I walk through the hood
Best part is, I don't gotta flow I just talk to the hood
And I do a lot of reading, and only eat pasta
Shrimp fettuccine, and pine a la vaca
Came here talking slick, all that real shit
That's why I'm something to deal wit
Even though I wanted Gore to win
I can fuck with Bush though, cause he going let the raw come in
Bigger the boss, bigger the picture
Bullets is bisexual, 'cause they hit niggas and bitches
In a Deville with dubs in the back on a cell phone riffin
I'm all of the above just listen

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Yo, I'm a thug so I blow on weed
Get money like it grow on trees
Have all these hoes roll on E
Some of my niggas even stole on D's
Work 12 hour shifts, just gimme the word
I get 12 cowards hit, never giving a fuck
18's on the Coupe, deuce O's on the truck
Tell P hold the hammer while I handle the dice
Shoot him in his bandanna he ain't gambling right
I need a 360 Medina, charcoal gray
Treat my guns like my dogs, let 'em bark all day
In a three floor condo with the spiral stairs
Made it past the front desk, then the rifle's here
I'm the motherfucking big shot, I get down
Wit a 17, 16, 10 and a six shot
Fuck with Kiss get your wig rocked
And if you're smart you'll bounce when my motherfucking shit drop

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Yo, I'm a pimp girl
Catch me at the bar with a bottle of Cuervo
Mami's rubbing my webo
And this is what got me the ass
Honey said her drink was hot so I put my watch in her glass
Then she ain't even want to get breakfast
She just want to hop right up in the truck and get reckless
Top from the club all the way to the exit
Ask me her name, couldn't tell you if I guessed it
My bitches don't know nothing, don't say nothing
And they pay for everything, I don't pay nothing
I'm a white tee pimp, fresh headband
Dirty denim, Timberland, or a Nike pimp
I like to eat shrimp, and I don't keep a broad long enough to love 'em
Now dog that's some deep shit
Cause I don't believe in hoes exploring
No matter how bad you are you gone in the morning

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Writer : PHILLIPS, JASON T/FIELDS, ANTHONY/GREENE, SHANDEL
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing