Breeze blowing, feel the wind on my chest hair,
linen pants gently dance on my best pair,
silver fox, looking for a coupe with chickens in it,
scoop his dinner,
pull off all their stocks and bond with Mrs. Winners,
with a side of macaroni,
I attract the Monies
without Love and matrimonies,
She born to breed,
It a shame, that she went home with me,
won’t get over me, after my thang in her ovaries,
this potpourri,
put in a jar and sell it,
parked the relic, through it in my stash spot, and called it Sellek,
grabbed a couple Magnums,
locked it back I’m double bagging,
like Bilbo and Frodo, in the photos, dodging dragons,
John Higgins, T.C. and Rick Wright,
crashed a copper, Leonarda , when I sniff white
pick a night, any night, and I can make it the time of your life
Who you be? P I M P
movie star I M, N D B
I am MVP, in Siam, willin, at the B N B
Who you be? P I M P
movie star I M, N D B
I am MVP, in Tialand, willin, at the B N B
Ladies say I look like E.P. the Memphis, the kid,
king of everythin, on their tee tees my penmenship
Obama chain on my necklace,
I promenade, as I wave to all my hecklers,
hotter than than the fourth of,
I spotter her in Nordstroms,
and offer her a portion,
of the key lime,
you can see why, she fine,
skied three lines at tea time
then played backgammon,
you on the bandwagon,
I’m cat padding,
purr n back scratching,
little bit of fur, not that that matters,
landing strip no mannequins I need an ass fatter,
bass master, I catch and release
the Kim Catralls that I fetch from my CDs,
jeez, It’s just the thrill of the hunt,
but I gotta stay pillaging Attila the Hun
Who you be? P I M P
movie star I M, N D B
I am MVP, in Siam, willin, at the B N B
Who you be? P I M P
movie star I M, N D B
I am MVP, in Tialand, willin, at the B N B