Lil Keke - Still Pimping The Pen (screwed) lyrics

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Lil Keke - Still Pimping The Pen (screwed) lyrics

(DJ Screw) 9-7, Screwed-Up Click South Sil Fo Lil Ballin' in the mix Pimpin'pens Ball slow party on DJ Screw, L-i-l K-E Know what I'm sayin' cause uh.. Herschelwood if ya hoes that know Keke's on the mic and I mix the flow (Lil' Keke) I'm still drapped up and dripped out, reclinin' the top Straight up, outta H-Town and the funk don't stop Watch the trunk just pop, and the front end hop I'ma swang on these boppas, I'm a clown these cops Candy red out the shop, I'm leaving paint on the street Sippin' syrup, swangin' burbs, smokin' indo sweets Outta state only plex us, cause the plates say Texas TV screens, Young & The Restless, in my G.S. Lexus From Atlanta to Virginia through the Sunset Valley Houston, all the way to Cali, got them fought in a rally Remember that b**h Sally? They didn't like her walk But she still gone get f**ed by Keke and the Hawk, Fat Pat and Mike D, what about Pokey and Screw We gone bring em to the South and let the click run through It's real easy to see, there ain't no f**in' with me I pimp the pen, once again, this is Lil' Keke (DJ Screw) Know what I'm sayin' Southside? Let's get draped up and dripped out pimp the pens Know what I'm sayin'? Puttin' it down, representin' to the fullest Know what I'm sayin'? L-i-l, go on let that boy go again (Lil' Keke) It's time to lay it down, like cards on the table Big crib, watch ya gorgeous gal lickin' my navel Who's the man? And who's the G? L to the I to the L to the K to the E to the K to the E that's ME Heart of a hustler, mind of a g Punk-a** n***as can't f** with me Give me c**aine in reglerity Pimps on all these hoes and jet Break a n***a neck if he don't respect Let me pimp right down effect Gone of the drank, got' make a bank Playa haters n***as don't want tryin' to take my pad I'ma have to k**, when I come down, I'm comin' blazin' wood wheel Pop another pill, careful, better chill Southside Houston Texas won't you tell me how you feel Make another mill, while I pack my steel Breakin' boys off with my freestyle drill Higher than a hill, land of the trill Pimpin' pens, hittin' skins, showin nothin but sk** (DJ Screw) Know what I'm sayin'? Pimp the pens, worldwide Break it down Scroofless Ya'll already know what it is, Hollywood Ain't that right Cardion? Straight hoggin', done deal, trick (Lil' Keke) Verse three of the flow, if ya hoes that know In and out the back door cause I gots to go One more time I'ma flow, I'm a freestyle pro Walkin' inside the club and dismantlin' the show Houston, Texas, is the home of the playas and pimps Sace (Versace) down with a limp, across the sky in a blimp I punch in clocks, don't like dumb jocks I'm a playa I'm a baller, bagguettes and rocks World's greatest entertainer in the eye of the public n***as love me, try to dub me, cause I stick to the subject Again and again, nothing less than a win Your foe, or your friend, I'm a keep pimpin' pen, pimpin' pens (DJ Screw) Just chill, and smoke a sweet for a second 9-7, showin' up, two-timin' on records Steady stackin' them dollars, ga**ing up my Impala Lord knows a young G don't wanna get swallowed Cause I'm tryin' to succeed, the thangs a n***a need The devil's beneath me, with God ain't no stoppin' me It's syrup not hennessy, blowin' up independently I done screwed up the industry, got them all wan' be pagin' me n***as be hatin' me, because I make paper, g It's all about the real paper, still ain't no fadin' me Girbaud what's up, cause you know that I'm able L-i-l pimp the pens, I be pimpin' turntables