Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Like a Pimp’ by A.G.. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of A.G. or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Real thugs get down on the floor
Real girls get down on the floor
Like a pimp!
By the time I hit the door
I saw hoes on the floor
Niggas dressed in suits
Tricking all they dough
Me? I’m a pimp
I ain’t paying for no ***
Man I’d rather buy a car
Or a new Rolex
Cause I got street fame
So hoes flock like birds
I got one ho in the range
And one ho in the burbs
When I hit the club
I’mma be with David Banner
A thug *** *****
With bad table manners
We act bad; my ***** what is y’all saying?
Like when we walk inside clubs
Niggas hold they gal’s hand
Cause they know we run trains (choo! choo!) all night
How could your gal leave me
And be with you all night?
But it’s all right
Cause you know we don’t kiss
Like Too Short said:
“Bitches ain’t ****”
I tried to told ya
That most girls really freaks
And this is how they got to
Make their money every week
Real thugs get down on the floor
Real girls get down on the floor
Like a pimp!
Step into club looking just like a pimp
We got cash, so we screaming out “shake something *****!”
This is the song, tell the DJ put it on
Micheal Tyler made you shake
Sisqo made you show your thong
***** I’m dead wrong!
The playa from the crib
So get out on the floor
And girl, get it how you live
And since you so hot
**** it, show your ***** lips
You go to Tougaloo, but I know you still flip
*****, don’t trip! Ain’t a damn thing changed
I still love my queen
But bitches keep me to the game
So if you gotta ho, shake em up and let em go
And let them girls get down on the floor
Like a pimp!
Real thugs get down on the floor
Real girls get down on the floor
Like a pimp!
Now don’t you hate them old
Lying *** hoes?
Smiling in your face
Wearing her best friend’s clothes
I suppose they like the way me and Banner pimp
You can catch us at Pappadeaux
Eating steak and shrimp
Or you can catch us at E&J’s pouring it up
Flip whipping Cali trucks
Girls licking my nuts
We some Southside pimps
And we ain’t giving a ****
Poke your girl up in the throat
And make her swallow the nut
We make em swallow the nut, so
Follow the truck: Lil Flip and David Banner
We got all of the bucks, and
All of they sluts and all of the hoes
So drop it like it’s hot, girl
Touch your fucking toes
Go on, touch your toes, and
Make me a roll and go on – hit the mall
And buy me some clothes, mane
And if your boy trip, I’mma bust a clip
Y’all bitches can’t **** with me and Lil Flip!