Po Pimp (Radio Version) Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Do you want to ride?
[F]In the backseat, of a Caddy
Chop it [Am]up, with Do or Die

[Verse 2]
Do you want to [Am]ride?
In the [F]backseat, of a Caddy
[Dm]Chop it up, [Em]with Do or Die[Am]

[Verse 3]
It was seven double oh P.M. Fly low
to them hoes in the be
[F]Sipping Seagram, chewing
on a [Em]wheat stem
Touching on my four fin
[Am]Move it to the back so I can see
who beeping this Po Pimp
[G]Spring to the phone with a [Am]slow limp
In a trip [Dm]that shitted with three,
one, [Am]two, seven, [G]six, two, ten
[Am]Three line connection,
as the rest of them wanted affection
Just [F]bring the weed,
we got the drinks you need
[Em]And plus we strapped
with two protec[G]tions
[Am]I put the phone in the h[Dm]ook,
then I [Am]pause for a minute
'Cause I forgot where I met the hoe
And the feeling I've forgotten
if the hoes want to [Dm]snap
I straight up [Em]check the [Am]hoe,
really doe, to the crib

[Verse 4]
Do you want [Am]to ride?
In the [F]backseat, of a Caddy
[Em]Chop[C] it up, [Em]with Do or Die

[Verse 5]
[Am]Do you want to ride?
In the backseat, of a [F]Caddy
[Dm]Chop it up, wi[Am]th Do or Die
Seven deuce [F]five, the ride the

[Verse 6]
[Am]
point to spot the live hoes
Three [F]miles per hour,
like we [Am]running up [G]on some [F]rivals
[Am]Never to deny though,
these bitches look fly 'Lo
Introduce myself,
a to the motherfucking K finna recognize
Then I loose myself juice myself
As you take [F]one pull, [Am]uh,
pass it to the left and 'em
[F]Self- centered niggaz[Em]'ll take
two pulls
'Cause they thinking
about [G]sampling 'em
[Am]P- I, M- P[C], olog[Am]y, but logically
We're learning these [Em]hoes biology,
[Dm]and obviousl[Em]y, well[G]
[Am]Mm, ain't this some shit,

[Verse 7]
[Am]
pull up in the see- A
[F]D- I, Double- [Am]L, with ah A- see,
A- see hoes
They peep those, P- I, M- P,
and they think that automatically
'Cause he's a pimp,
he gotta [Em]be, f[Am]ull of that
M- [Dm]O, N- E[Am], but why?
'Cause nigga be sporting [F]nice
cars and fancy [Em]clothes
Fresh jewels Girbaud flexing [G]one
five [Am]oh (chop chop)
Chop up that paper [C]hoe,
chop [Am]up that p[F]aper hoe
Watch [Am]where your lips go,
caress my [Dm]tip slow
To the [Am]tempo, [G]instrumental
[Am]Real simple when you
[F]fucking with a [Am]pimp doe
Get involved in the backseat
Let's have [F]me in the cab betcha
mess with ya [Em]young ass
Smoking on that [Am]finest grass
Never miss what you never had, at [C]last
[Am]P- I, M- P, ology, but logically
[Dm]We learning these hoes[Em] biology,
[G]and obv[Am]iously, well

[Verse 8]
Do you want to [Am]ride?
In the [F]backseat, of a [Em]Caddy
[Am]Chop it [C]up, with [Em]Do or D[G]ie[Am]

[Verse 9]
Do you want to [Am]ride?
In the backseat, of a Caddy
[Dm]Chop it up, with Do or D[Am]ie

[Verse 10]
Well a motherfucker might [Am]be
broke and shit
And then collecting no dough from tips
[F]But I be spi[Am]tting mo' game than
a mouthful of [F]poker chips
To get them hoes with the Oprah lips
and the pro[G]voking hips
And never gotta tell her many lies
I been [Am]looking in the city skies,
get up in the kitty's thighs
'Cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence,
good sex
Peanut butter complex
and some [G]pretty eyes
[Dm]Pity cries[Am] on my strategy side,
yo when out of me gotta be
Right, [F]that'd be the flatter me right
[Am]But if the head the [F]bonk come
on suck a nigga dick
Member[Em]s of my click,
want to see what that'd be like
I know you want to [Am]try it out,
to the rhythm of a [C]high hat
[Am]Don't be bogus and deny that
I done got a hold of them my
fellas on the train
While she [Dm]lie back,
now mother[Am]fucker can you bow down?
Where your ride at? On the passenger
side of your hoes
Trying to come up on another G
The broad [F]all up under me
trying to smother [Em]me
Looking lovely while I roll another bead,
suddenly
[Am]She learned that I don't
deal with emo[C]tions
[Am]But when we in the room she
rubbing me with lotion
She [A]cumming like an [Am]ocean coasting
have a [Dm]ci garette thinking
Me and Do or [Am]Die dig d[G]rinking love potion
[Am]The word that was never said
Twista be giving women dick in the bed
Until they sick [F]in the head,
and if I ever leave whoever dead
[Em]They ain't trick[Am]ing the Fed
[Em]s or spitting [G]game
But it's chicken and bread
[Am]Kicking them legs in the air like a [C]player do
[Am]Then be little in a day or two
After words I'm slay a crew,
now that's some [Dm]pimp type shit
That be [Am]Low [G]and AK'll do,
wearing [Am]gray and blue
If a hoe want to holler then you a [F]player
if [Dm]you hit [Am]them ends
And get the di[F]vidends but you a
pimp if you can [Am]get
The same hoe to want to freak
your friends
'Cause I studied P- I, M- P,
ology, but logically
Be learning these hoes biology,
[Am]obviousl[Em]y, well[Am]

[Verse 11]
Do you [Am]want to ride?
In the [F]backseat, of [Em]a Caddy
Chop it up, with [Am]Do or Die

[Verse 12]
Do you want [Am]to ride?
In the backseat, of a Caddy
[Dm]Chop it up, [Am]with [G]Do [Am]or Di[F]e
Do you [Em]want to

[Verse 13]
ride with me
Come and [Am]ride with me
Baby come and ride with me
Baby come and [F]ride [Am]with me,
Do or [Dm]Die
[Em][C]