Pimp Twist Lyrics - Hidden Stash - Kottonmouth Kings

That's life, that's the way it goes 

Layin' down laws and taxin' hos 

Sometimes I can't take no more 

Always leaving shows through the back door 

What you got D-Toke? 

Now what you got ST? 

Teach me how to get my mack to a T 

First of all, I put that pimp twist on her 

Then I let her know that I'm a P-Town baller 

Next thing you know, you see I get no rejection 

High in charisma, smooth-ass complexion 

I'm Daddy X and I come with correction 

You know there's infection, so wear some protection 

Ain't nobody slicker than B-Dub on the mixer 

Don't bring your girlfriend 'round because he's down to get with her 

Fool what you barkin', it must be the liquor 

I'm back on your bitch so stick around like a sticker 

Naw, but I'm quicker 'cause I'm the D-L-O-C 

All the freaks know me, they call me Loc Daddy 

I rock shit on the daily, your girlfriend she paged me 

I bust you in the grill, then go chill with your lady 

It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist 

Yeah, yeah, pimpin ain't easy! 

That's life, that's the way it goes 

Layin' down laws and taxin' hos 

Sometimes I can't take no more 

Always leaving shows through the back door 

Yo I'm Saint Dub, and known to drink some brandy 

I gots the foul whistle 'cause it comes in handy 

I once knew this bitch by the name of Candy 

But he kicked her out because the punani was sandy 

Saint Dog kicked her out, Daddy X took her in 

Massengil, Summer's Eve, then I sexed her skin 

No girlfriend because they're too damn hectic 

I only like the ones that are down to get naked 

Well Loc knew Candy, I knew that bitch 

I took her out once, made her think I'm rich 

Romance, slow dance, made her feel great 

And at the end of the night I worked that ass like a slave 

Loc did you call her? I didn't bend a wrist 

Fool, I thought you knew it's the fucking pimp twist 

It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist 

Kottonmouth is the crew that the ladies miss 

Yes, they down with this, and so they reminisce 

About the day they were caught up in the pimp twist 

That's life, that's the way it goes 

Layin' down laws and taxin' hos 

Sometimes I can't take no more 

Always leaving shows through the back door 

Now P-Town ballers is the name I claim 

Been through many cities and it's all the same 

I see a freak, I look in her direction 

5 minutes later she'll be licking my erection 

Now I'm not a cock blocker like you might suppose 

Just a game I run on these mother fucking hos 

Like I once knew this girl named Vanessa, I undressed her 

Last December, or November. Was it September? 

I'm a stoner reeking havoc, I don't remember, shit! 

Hold your seat 

Let me take you to another plateau 

Exhilaration of your mind comes with my flow 

Really though, I'll let you know I'm that boy ST 

Exposing your mind to the rhymes of a P-Town baller 

I'll make your girl holler my name in pain as I proceed to call her 

My versatile machine on my new found lady 

Hit it once and she'll be down to pay me 

No babies 'cause I elect to protect 

From that HIV shit if my dick gets erect, so check 

After I'm through, it's out the door, I thought you knew 

I'm a P-Town Baller, fool I gotta tell the crew 

It's the pimp twist, it's the pimp twist 

Kottonmouth make a sweet girl turn a trick 

And yes, she's down with this, and so she'll reminisce 

About the days she was caught up in the pimp twist 

Perpetrator? Naw, educator 

Playa hata? More like a generator 

Hesitater? Naw, demonstrator 

Masturbator? Naw, masticator on you old lady's twat 

The shit was hot, the pussy got got, I hit the G-spot 

My other buddy ate it, his tongue got rot 

But he knew what he was in for when the booze got bought 

Now that's not a lot but that's food for thought 

You gotta bur up if she's hot to trot 

Like it or not you need to smoke more pot 

And think about your problems, connect the dots 

That's life, that's the way it goes 

Layin' down laws and taxin' hos 

Sometimes I can't take no more 

Always leaving shows through the back door 

With the dirty ho, through the back door 

Took the little skeezy to the mo-mo 

And now it's oh no about the info 

Gotta keep the shit on the down low 

On the down low, about the info 

Gotta keep the shit on the down low