Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sound


Interface


Difficulty level


Accent



interface language

en

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie policy   |   Support   |   FAQ
1
register / login
Lyrkit

donate

5$

Lyrkit

donate

10$

Lyrkit

donate

20$

Lyrkit

And/Or support me in social. networks:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
21 Savage

Pimp

 

Pimp

(album: The Slaughter Tape - 2015)


Zaytoven
21 Savage
21, 21
Slaughter, slaughter, slaughter
Your daughter, your daughter, your daughter
We slaughter her, your daughter
21, 21, 21 21 21

Pull up in yo trap niggas scatter like roaches
All my close friends drug dealers and vultures
I'm sipping out a coffee cup but this ain't Folgers
I know you still mad about the brick that I sold ya
I cook me up a brick and went and bought me a Rollsie
I'm playing with the rock like my real name is Hova
AK-47 still strapped to my shoulder
Them niggas tote choppers like them niggas from Magnolia
I fucked a nigga's bitch
I fucked another nigga's bitch
When you getting money you can fuck a nigga's bitch
VVS diamonds I done flooded out my wrist
I ain't talking 'bout Toronto when I say I'm in the 6

You know it's hard out here for a pimp
When you tryna get this money for a brick
Reaching in your pocket feeling lint
Fuck that I'm running off with niggas' shit
All the codeine and gas money spent
You had bands now you ain't even got a zip
All your homeboys fucking on your bitch
Fuck that you better take a nigga's shit

Take a nigga's shit you better take a nigga's shit
I just took a nigga's shit and flooded out my wrist
Rapping ass niggas, they ain't really with the shit
You ain't never sold no coke and you ain't never hit a lick
You drove all the way from Macon thought he came to buy a brick
But we stripped him left him naked he had nothing but his dick
Man we pull up like the Secret Service, nothing 'bout no sticks
Mess with 21 Savage, they gon' put you on a list

You know it's hard out here for a pimp
When you tryna get this money for a brick
Reaching in your pocket feeling lit
Fuck that I'm running off with niggas' shit
All the codeine and gas money spent
You had bands now you ain't even got a zip
All your homeboys fucking on your bitch
Fuck that you better take a nigga's shit

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?