American Pimp - Phunk Junkeez Lyrics


Down-sun setting

'84 4-door Caddy--roof to the floor--black and red, mama bought for ya

You're just a silly little wanna-be punk-ass, backdoor, truck-store, cowboy crusin' crack...

...Storytellin', lady-smackin', fake pimp-ass pinky ring

Stealin' things your mama bought for ya

You wanna-be suburban ass kingpin, gold grill

Livin' for the thrill, you're nothin' but a G thing

American pimp (2x)

You're talkin' so much; it's makin' me sick

American pimp (2x)

Yo, what's up with these American pimps?

Mackin' in your ride, ladies lookin' so fine

Ya see she got no class, on the floor suckin' glass

Real fast, smokin' more, I'm so sorry you're a whore

Keep ya steppin', what a pity, what's a pretty fucked up scene

Police statement...now you're sleepin' in a cell

It's a real living hell...your punkie, he's a junkie

Shootin' dope in his veins...you're wheelin' and dealin' and feelin' the pain

You're a joke, you're broke, you're up in smoke...now look at you

American pimp (2x)

You're talkin' so much; it's makin' me sick

American pimp (2x)

Yo, what's up with these American pimps?

American pimp (2x)

An Elvis motherfucker...wifebeater...and gold chains

American pimp (2x)

Yo, what's up with these American pimps?

Now you're claimin' you ain't flamin', but you're gamin' like you hip-hop

Flip-flop, monkey boy, or the big top

Big pimpin' in a fagazine--but you're fake like plastic cellophane limosuines

Pitiful, don't mean digital, unedible, lifestyle not credible

It's the unforgettable American ones...who live so fast and die so young

Live so fast and die so young. (4x)

American pimp (2x)

You're talkin' so much; it's makin' me sick

American pimp (2x)

Man, what's up with these American pimps?

American pimp (2x)

Candy-hair grease, black Dickies, and Gucci shades

American pimp (2x)

Yo, what's up with these American pimps?

Live so fast and die so young. (4x)

Yo, what's up with these American pimps?

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