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Future

Long Live The Pimp

 

Long Live The Pimp

(album: Pluto - 2012)


[Hook: Future]
Drinking on Texas, parking lot flexing
Bumping UGK, motherfucka
Riding dirty with the K, motherfucka
Underground AK, motherfucka
Drinking on Texas, parking lot flexing
Bumping UGK, motherfucka
Eatin on shrimps, motherfucka
Long live the pimp, motherfucka

[Verse 1: Future]
Sipping on Port Arthur, hanging with you rocks
Bad yellow bitch and her pussy taste like water
Cash red Cadillac, deuce and a quarter
Bumpin uncle pimp, and my uncle Bun
Niggas can't touch me like I'm Jay Prince son
Water dripping off me, shining like a star
Gripping on the wheel, Johnny Dale got me chilled
Texas in my Sprite when I'm popping seal
Drinking on mud, rocking with the thugs
Long live Chad, the dirty south love you
I've come to get tippy, smoking, reminiscing
Underground king, you a legend in my memory

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Trae]
Tipping on glass slippaz, pain on and deep as fuck
UFC in my trunk, bet this gon' beat you up
Everything moving slow, still ain't no keeping low
Gator replace the seats, get your ass even up
Chopper behind the seat, truth still undisputed
Verse ain't the tryna trill, I won't talk with it because Suzanne
Hang in on the diamonds, flexing
Swinging over like I'm flexing
Stunting on 'em like I'm birdman
Make seven on it, whip the wrist
Nothing on it, don't fetch attention
Get your bitches, cold efficient
Gonna kill it on competitions
Sideline 'em, on suspension
Young Bill, turned to stone
Lil' Jim, Sweet Jane's Joe
Bumping UGK and get your stomach full of stones

[Hook]

done

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