Mr. K comes out to play. Inquisitive as ever. He'd like to know a bunch of things. He thinks you're pretty clever. The height of Cyd Charisse. The probability of chance. The capital of Turkey
Chorus. I don't know what SHE heard about me. But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me. No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see. That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P. Repeat. Verse 1. Now shorty, she in the
Bài hát Off-set - T. I. , Young Thug. Hey say man, hey say man. I bet you diamond to dog *. Nigga you can't get lost soon as I get strapped homie. You fuckin' with the right one. Bank rolls on
