ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (I said it's out of control) (Jamie Madrox) Bitch you need a can of Raid
secret graph expands, Yes a pig is a cop, I got a villian for flock, so when I rake in the bacon I hope the kiddies will watch I hope the flipping of
wife and a dog named Spot I show a little mercy 'cause I'm civilized Looking through a nigga's eyes at a much bigger prize But when I saw Rodney, it
I'm tellin' ya I got plots and plans, pots and pans Stocks and grands, so make room for the big man I walk the streets in peace and I'm never strapped
my belongings Head to works, I get some breakfast 'cause, still a nigga yawning From the night before, at the club I was up I'm tryna live Only twenty
's like "Tough" And I'm like "Give it" And he's like "Make me" And I'm like "'Kay" So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus And I bit off his
ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (Pimples on ya pumpkin hoes) P-I-M-P-L-E-S on ya P-U-M-P-K-I-N (I said it's out of control) [Jamie Madrox:] Bitch you need a can of
I'm just waiting for the light to change I'm just waiting for the light to change I'm just waiting for the light to change I'm just waiting All my
wife and a dog named Spot I show a little mercy cause I'm civilized Looking through a nigga's eyes at a much bigger prize But when I saw Rodney it got
belongings Head to works, I get some breakfast 'cause, still a nigga yawning From the night before, at the club I was up I'm tryna live Only twenty two
in the ring You got me swingin? for the grand prize I feel the haters spittin? vapors on my dreams But I still believe ? I?m reaching out, reachin? up, reachin? over I
s like "Tough" And I'm like "Give it" And he's like "Make me" And I'm like "'Kay" So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus And I bit off his ear