Po Pimp Chords by Do Or Die

[D] _ _ [F] Do you wanna ride in the backseat of a Caddy?
[C] Chop it up, [Am] do it now.
Do you wanna ride in the backseat of a Caddy?
[Em] Chop it up, [Am] do it now.
7 double L [C] PM, flyin' loud to them hoes in the [F] PM, 7 C grim,
[C] Sewin' all on we stem, [Em] touchin' all my 4 fem,
Movin' to the back so I can [C] see who peepin' this whole [G] pimp,
Read to the phone with a [C] slow limp, and it's [D] ripped out shitty with [E] _ 312762 and,
[A] 3 line connection, of some rest and one [Am] of defection,
[F] Let's bring the weave, we got the [Em] creation need, and plus we strapped with two protections,
I put the phone in the [C] hook, then I pause for a minute,
Cause I forgot where I'm at the hoe, and the fact that I forgot,
Make my hoes wanna slap, I [Em] straight up check the hoe,
Really dope to that [Am] crew, we on.
Do you wanna ride [F] in the backseat of a Caddy?
[Em] Chop it up, do it now.
[D] Do [C] you wanna [Am] _ ride in the backseat of a Caddy?
[Em] Chop it up, do it now.
725, [Am] the ride's a point and spot for [F] live hoes, 3 miles per hour,
[C] Like we ridin' up on some [G]
Bivalos, never to deny, no,
D [Em]-Bitches and N-Blow, [C] introduce myself, _
[C#] A to the mothafucka, came in to recognize, [G] better noose myself, use my self,
[C] As you take one, pour love, [Am] pass it to the [F] left and up,
Self-centered [C] niggas, I take two, poor girl, be thinkin' about somethin' up,
P-I-M-P, [G] Ology, but logically, be learnin' these hoes, [D] biology, and obviously, well,
[C] Uh, ain't this some shit, pull up in a [F] C-A-D-I, double L, bump an [A#] A-C,
A-C [Am] hoes, they peep those, P-I-M-P, and they think that automatically,
[C] Cause he's a [E] P-M-P, gotta be, what is that?
M-O [Am]-N-E, but why?
Cause niggas be sportin' the [A#] nicest car, got fancy clothes, fresh [D#] jersey, bold flexin' 150,
Chop up that [C] paper hoe, chop [F] up that paper hoe, watch where your lips go,
Girl, where's my tips low?
To the [G] tempo, instrumental,
[Am] Real simple when you fuckin' with a pimp though,
Get a bob in the backseat, [F] that's how I be in the cab,
When you [Em] mess with these young [Am] lads, smokin' on that 5-scribe,
Never [D] miss what you never had, [C] and that's P-I [Em]-M-P,
Ology, but [D] a lot's free, be [E] learnin' these hoes, biology, [Am] and obviously, well,
We gonna ride [F] in the backseat of a [Em] Cadillac, chop it up and do a dive,
[A] _ We [C] gonna ride in the backseat of a Cadillac, chop it up and do a dive,
Well, a motherfucker might be [A] broke and shit, and they collectin' no dope and [D#] tips,
But I be spittin' more games than a mouthful of [C#] poker chips,
To get them [C] hoes with the ochre [G] lips and the provokin' hips,
[Am] I never gotta tell them [C#] any lies, have them [G] lookin' in the city skies,
Get up in the kiddie [A] styles, cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence,
Good sex, peanut butter [G] complex, that's a pretty eye,
Pity cries on my strategy [C] side, yo, anatomy gotta be right,
Gotta be the fly to me ride, [F] but if the head, the bum, come on,
Suck a nigga [Em] dick, memos on my click, wanna see what [G] that'll be like,
I know you wanna try that, [C] to the rhythm of a hi-hat,
Don't be bogus and deny that, I done gotta hold her,
Let my fellas run a train while she lie back,
Now, motherfucker, can you buy that?
Where your [F] ride at?
On the [C] passenger side of yo' hoe, tryna come up on another G,
[F] The broad all up under me, [Em] tryna smother me,
Lookin' lovely [C] while I roll another V, Suddenly,
[C#] She learned that I don't [C] deal with emotions,
[G] When we in the room, she rubbin' me with lotion,
[A] Come on like an ocean, close and have a seat,
Thinkin' me and do what I did, cause you love ocean,
[Am] The word, no, it's [F] never said,
Twist up, you're givin' women dick in the bed,
Until they sick in the head, and if I ever leave, [C] whoever dare,
They ain't trickin' the feds, I'm spittin' ganglers,
Chicken and bread, kickin' them legs in the air,
Like a player do, then be little in a [E] day or two,
Afterwards, I'm a slayer crew, [D] now, that's a pimp-type [C] shit,
That be low in the AK or do, wearin' gray and blue,
If a [G] hoe on the holler, then you a player,
If you hit them [F] ends, you get the dividends,
But you a [C] pimp, if you can get the same hoe,
Don't wanna freak your friends, cause I study [A#] P.I.
M.P.
Ology, but logically, [C#] be learnin' these hoes [E] biology,
_ [G] Obviously, well, [Am] P.O.
Do you wanna ride, [F] in the backseat of a Cadillac,
[Em] Top it up [Am] until you die, P.O.
Do you wanna ride, in the backseat of a Cadillac,
[Em] Top it up until you die, [Am] P.O.
Oh, _ _ _ _
[F] ride, [Em] do you wanna ride with me,
Baby, come and ride with me,
[C] Baby, come and ride with me,
Baby, come and [Em] ride with me,
Before [D] I [Em] die,
_ [C]
Until you die, _ _ _ _ _ _ _