Представляем точный текст композиции "Still Pimpin Pens" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Keke . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Still Pimpin Pens» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Keke передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Keke - "Still Pimpin Pens"
Lyrics to Still Pimpin Pens : Im still dranked up and dripped out, reclining to top Straight up, outta H-Town and the funk dont stop Watch the trunk just pop, and the front end hop Ima swang on these bopples, Im a clown on these cops Candy red out the shop, Im leaving paint on the street Sippin serve, slangin birds, smokin indo sweets I done stay low in places, cause the playas hate Texas TV screen, 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 bitch Sally' They didnt like her walk But she still gone get fucked by Keke in the hou Fat Pat and Mike Drew, what about punkin the Screw We gone bring her to the South and let the click run through Its real easy to see, there aint no fuckin with me I pimp the pen, once again, this is Lil Keke On the Southside, we be blowin on tree Pimpin pens, once again, this is Lil Keke, cause uh On the Southside, we be blowin on tree Pimpin pens, once again, this is Lil Keke Its time to lay it down, like cards on the table Big crib, watching gorgeous gal lickin my navel Whos the man' And whos the G' L to the I to the L to the K to the E to the K to the E thats ME Heart of a hustler, mind of a g Punk-ass niggas cant fuck with me Give me cocain in reglerity Pimps on all these hoes and jet Break a nigga neck if he dont respect Let me pimp right down effect Gone of the drank, got make a bank Playa haters niggas dont want tryin to take my pad Ima have to kill, when I come down, caught me blazin wood wheel Pop another pill, careful, better chill Southside Houston Texas wont 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, show another skill On the Southside, we be blowin on tree Pimpin pens, once again, this is Lil Keke, cause uh On the Southside, we be blowin on tree Pimpin pens, once again, this is Lil Keke First crip to flow, if ya hoes that know In and out the back door cause I gots to go Im more time Ima flow, Im a freestyle pro Walkin inside the club and dismantlin the show Houston, Texas, is the home of the playas and pimps Sachi down with a limp, across the sky in a blimp I punch in clocks, dont like dumb jocks Im a playa Im a baller, bagguettes and rocks Worst strainer entertainer in the eye of the public Niggas love me try to dub me, cause I stick to the subject Again and again, nothing less than a win Your foy, your friend, Im a keep pimpin pen, pimpin pens [ Still Pimpin Pens Lyrics ]
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