(Verse 1: Kid Cudi) It's all cool when they meet Mr. K-I-D Automatically head in the VIP Turn it up beats blazing hot as hell I got the dank put it in the burner roll it well Smooth skinny nigga left bitch on my arm Hoes be jealous niggas be like who that ho? I'm like the law and you're under arrest You give me some neck and then I'm like you're the best Straight pimping Serving nut by the quart for the freaky ass hoes That'll fuck in a Porsche Clap and ditch 'em That ho? I never mention (I don't know you) Til you clap in the kitchen and she making me grits Not to mention she be loving my hits (I love you Scotty) Doe taught me some shit I saddle box with the tits I'mma speak on this to the ones that be shy If you ain't down with the rules You can ride, ride, ride (Chorus) Cause we pimpin' Ohhhhhhhhh We be pimpin' Ohhhhhhhhh We be pimpin' (Verse 2: Kid Cudi) Some of these bitches be actin' funny When I get loot they'll be on my money If a ho thick I'm caking
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