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Pimp Hand Level One Lyrics

Chris Crack – Pimp Hand Level One Lyrics

Met her at the function
Money on my mind, it was nothing
Ain’t sweating that bitch, I’m getting
These hoes by the dozen, dozen, dozen

Twist out a baggie, call me daddy
Ask the baddies what they want
Phoning home, plenty that’s on henny
Never eat at Denny’s, it’s a set up
Real recognize real and them
Fakes just flock together
Severed heads of all the devils
And I’m hungry all I had to eat was pussy
I don’t pass the ball to rookies
Hit up sky high wanna book me
Looking back on anything
Never got you nothing
Hustle til you can’t discuss it
Non-disclosure’s posers ain’t gon’ like your muscles
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