I'm still draped up and drip-diped,
reclining atop,
straight up,
out of h-town and the phone don't stop
Watch the trunk just pop and the front end hop
I'ma swang on these boppers,
I'ma climb these cops
Can't get rid of the shop,
I'm leaving pain on the streets
Sipping syrup,
slanging birds,
smoking in those suites
Out of state,
only Plexus,
cause the plate say Texas
TV screen,
younger than the rest of them,
it's in my GS Lexus
From Atlanta to Virginia,
through the Sunset Valley
Houston all the way to Cali,
gotta forfeit a ratty
Remember that bitch Sally,
they didn't like her walk
But she still gon' get * by KK in the hall
Fat Panty Mike D, what about poking the screw?
We gon' break her to the side and let the clique run through
It's real easy to see,
that ain't no * with me
I pimp the pen once again, this is Lil' Kiki
On the Southside,
we be blowing on tree Pimping pens once again,
this is Lil' Kiki
Cause on the Southside,
we be blowing on tree Pimping pens once again,
this is Lil' Kiki
It's time to lay em down,
like cards on the table
Big crib, watch it, get your gal licking my name
Who's the man and who's the G?
L to the I to the L to the K to the E to the K to the E,
that's me
Heart of a hustler,
mind of a G,
punk ass niggas can't * with me Gimme cocaine and a real Regul-A,
pimps start slow,
these hoes a J
Bring a nigga naked,
bitch,
don't respect,
black blue pen right down the face
Caught off a train,
got a bag of that England,
hate niggas,
they won't try to think I think
I'ma have to kill,
when I come down,
chromic blades and wood wheel Pop another pill,
now who better chill?
Southside,
Houston,
Texas,
won't you tell me how you feel?
Make another meal,
while I pack my steel Breaking bars off with my freestyle drills
Hidin' in a hill,
land of the trio Pimping pens,
hittin' skins,
showin' them the skills
On the Southside,
we be blowing on tree Pimping pens once again,
this is Lil' Kiki
Cause on the Southside,
we be blowing on tree Pimping pens once again,
this is Lil' Kiki
Verse 3 of the flow,
if your hoes didn't know In and out the back door,
cause the gots to go One more time,
I'ma flow,
I'ma freestyle pro Walking inside the club,
and it's Madalyn's show Houston,
Texas is the home of the players and
pimps Sight you down with a limp,
across the sky in a blimp I punch in clots,
don't like dumb jocks I'ma play or I'ma ball,
the bag gets in rocks Wearing strainer,
entertainer,
in the eye of the public Niggas love it,
try to dub it,
cause I stick to the subject Again and again,
nothing's ever been done
Nothing less than a win,
your foe or your friend I'ma keep pimpin' pens,
pimpin' pens