Lyrics ScHoolboy Q

ScHoolboy Q

Grooveline Pt. 2

Mm hmm, check it out

I overlook your condescending tone

If you heed the gravity in mind

Let me pimp, don't make me pimp

Let me

Got a sack of marijuana, think I'm 'bout to bend a corner

Ain't no telling who my money for

Got my dope from cross the border

Got my home on Figueroa, ain't no telling where that pussy go

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Check the forecast, it's wavy Q

I should make the news

My fortune said that I'll be pimpin' you and your pussy juice

Super sweet, sell a trick a treat

Hope your lips in shape, cuz you worked yo feet

As you stroll them streets

Beeper checkin', hope no cops arrestin'

Girl, I told you them NARCS be pressin'

Better act you a pedestrian and don't mention my name

My pimpin' is game

Cold limp with my cane, got gold on my chain

Come pinky my ring, it's so blickety bling

On 51st and Fig, grew up about 10 minutes from the real Ricky

Where the shoelaces is orange with "H" hats like we from Houston

Condoms in hoes' purses

With baby wipes for they coochie

You's a ho that's selling booty

No need to be acting bougie

Bitch, I give your ass a noogie

And a chicken nugget and make you watch me at the movies

I'm panoramic, my filming be rated pimping

My mink draggin' with two bitches that go and get it, my hoes get it!

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me? (Yeah that's right Q!)

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four

Sell that pussy for me

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut four

Sell that pussy for me

Will you sell that pussy for me?

Will you sell that pussy for me? (I ain't asking!)

I'm tellin' you

Bitch!

Uh huh, yeah watch me go Black Forest ham

A new school player laced with the old gift gab

And don't let yo Shark Week mouth override yo Green Goldfish ass

So for every ho you clown, I'ma crown too

And anything good hurts and I cried

Shit I just don't want to throw it up in my motherfuckin' face

Or I choose to not do this around you

See ho you like a brain aneurysm

Want two heads with the same dandruff in 'em

Only to scratch the itch with baby rattlesnake fangs

No Head and Shoulders or anti-venom

Yea P, this is gentlemanly leisure, the oldest game left to play

And the hard hed that make a soft ass played out

Will forgive and forget yesterday!

Now get em Q

A pimp on foot, go to sleep, call us, wake up to a Cadillac

Remember Forrest Gump walked and.. he was pretty stupid

So you know what?

Accept the fact that the bitch belongs to the world P cuz

That ho only yours as long as she hoin'

But Happy Pimpin' and Merry Ho Ho

Keep an eye on bottom bitch too

Cuz that bitch'll run a ho or two off mayn

Pimps only fuck with pimps homie that's why we so solid

Red to blue, to debt, to due

It's easier to put a watermelon through the eye of a needle

This is done by choice, not by force

I ain't askin', I'm tellin' you