Pimp Strut

[Dank]

Yo

We ‘bout to make your club bounce

Make your broads trip

You hit your gas you might crash your whip

It's like that, from the Frank N Dank side of things

Is’like a brand new vet, when them gear shift change

We outta there, with yo’ hunnies in tow

I’m the one she really want, you a dummy with doe

Just the way that we love ‘em, you think it’s a curse

We go out and live lives, put it down in a verse

And the verses really real, they reality based

So you gotta stay real with the role you play

And I'mma play Madden and continue to grind

And if you ain’t down to shine, you can stand behind

And watch us do it all, we keeping it movin’

The same big move makin’ you be claimin’ you doin’

You ain’t really doin’ much, you fuckin’ around

So, me and my man’s gon’ hold it down

[Chorus]

You can bounce with a bounce with a bounce

With niggas that’s off the meter, rockin’ a wife beater, yo

And we gotta pimp strut like Fillmore Slim

And we do it cause niggas want to feel more slim

And we lookin’ way pimpish in our jeans and Tim’s

Put everybody on pause and we freeze the gyms

Like bounce, bounce with a bounce with a bounce

Bounce with a bounce with a bounce

Bounce with a bounce with a bounce

[Chorus] (repeated)

[Frank]

(yeah, you can bounce)

With a nigga who skate like roller skaters

But my skate roll on 20s need adapters and spacers

So my shit don’t rub, like I’m rubbin’ on these asses

Smile in her face with every intention to smash it

That’s what that ass get, for choppin with a player

I’m flagrant like Rasheed Wallace of the Trailblazers

So let me blaze somethin’, I leave a trail of broads

Like Biz Mark when they caught the vapors

I’m a person into making papers, so bitch please

I’m searching for a chicken that can get at my cheese

I’m sayin, pay my rent or somethin’, or let me hit for nothin’

Make your next move your best move is stop frontin’

And when you do it you’ll be happy you did

You can put this joint in and rock slow with ya’ friends

And get learned how two true players is livin’

And when you need it you can get a double-dose of this pimpin’

[Chorus]

[Outro]

(Frank, Dank, and friend talking on the street)

[Frank N Dank]

What’s the deal my nigga

I need to party

I need to party like a muhfuckin’ Jew dude

What’s goin’ on man where they at?

Where they at

Parties everywhere

You know I see am out here, I’m lookin’

I really need to party

[Friend](these boys talking bout parties, no one talking about the pussy)

[Frank N Dank]

Party for my mans

I need that exclusive party

Party for my mans, and it’s ‘allll gravy’

[Friend]You boys talk ‘bout parties and ain't no body talking bout no pussy

[Frank N Dank]Nigga what?

[Friend]You boys talking the party and ain't no body talking bout no pussy

[Frank N Dank]Nigga, the parties is the pussy, you… shut up and pass the blunt dog