PSC Walk This Way Lyrics

What chu wanna do wit em on this one man?
The Pimp Squad Click gotta spit sum pimp s___,
I dunno if I got it in me,
Got to
Well I tell you what this as close to some pimp s___ I can get

Inna pitch black six, kick back lettin' the purp blow
Fire from the dro make the middle of my shirt glo'
Thinkin how I mighta loss the one I always searched fo,
One to make me stay at home and one to fo to church mo,
Money and the bundles it aint nothin we can hurt fo
Blow a hundred thou at will what chu wanna work fo?
Keys to the crib what chu worried bout a skirt fo
You the one I put all them women out da vert fo
Everyday I spent wit chu I swear it make the earth
So much mo'worth livin' nah you gone and it hurt so
Bad, and it's sad but it's cool I aint mad
I still got love fa you boo
Im jus glad that u found what u need
but I adored u believe me
Astounded cuz i neva believed you'd leave me
In this million dolla crib 13 karat ring
What it cost me to drive
Imma king witout a queen

(chorus)
Come back this way
Can't spend anotha day without you
Walk this way
Dont you like our life
I see about you
Please say yes
Darlin' please say yes, tonight
and for the rest of your life

Nah imma bout to tell you all the things that I wont do
Stayin up all night worried tryna call you
Mindin ya business tryna find out what cha into
Askin stupid questions tryna aggravatin ya mental
I got muh own business and i got muh own friends too
I jus hope the money and the fame dont change you
Let dat good s___ go to waste it be a shame too
Dats jus like cuttin off the wings of an angel
Hundred thousand songs like this couldnt explain you
The best trainer known to da' world couldn't tame you
I jus kinda figured out cha name when i came thru
Money aint a thang s___ i ball wit the best boo
Behead her like some like some purple thrax hold it in your chest boo
Thank about u layin in muh arms as I caress you
Let cha self go backbone it will protect you
Its best you weigh out all yo options cuz im chosin u

(chorus)

Im sayin baby
I call you every d___ day
And you always give me the same excuse
you know, you gotta go to work
You gotta excercise (God d___ b____)
You gotta go yo homework
Im sayin tho baby
Just answer me this one thang
When do you f___?

(chorus)

till end

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