[Johnny P]   Do you wanna ride with me (yeah, ooooooh)   Do you wanna smoke my B (ooooooh)   Never can't you take my G's   Myyyyyyyy.. (ooooooh)      [AK-47]   Ain't trippin got to split up the front   Approach you with a limp while I hit on the blunt   Your pager goin off (oh, that ain't nuttin)   Meet me at the crib bout 2, stop frontin   Blow to the bone as I clicked on somethin   Tryin to cut me up, yeah the trick's on somethin   The corner of the party where the niggaz stay bumpin   This is for the gin and the hen in my stomach   I'm lookin at the do' females still comin   Lookin to my left and the B's still comin   Lookin to my right and the drinks still comin   Tryin to shake the dice but the girl lookin cunnin   Circlin the do' where the money start runnin   Took a pause, hey y'all wassup   Hey Hummers in the double-R, is it a double car   Pulled over to the car   So I, asked Proceeds, to pass the B's, no bitch      Chorus: Johnny P (repeat 4X)      Do you wanna run with me?   Do you wanna smoke my B's?   Never could you take my G's   I'm a Po P-I-M-P      [Belo]   Wanna be like P-I, M-P, hoes - plenty   Comin straight from the Windy   Choppin up tens and twenties, MMMM!   Lean back in the corner with the dob hat   Now my nature is to ball like a democrat   In the club with hoes, and I suppose   that I've been chose, the nigga with the hoodrat   Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm - got it down pat   You call her what you want or even all that   I been taught by the best, so put it to rest   And I confess, I'm here just to ball black   Gettin paid in the game bend a row free   Flip a penny to a dime I'm like an O-G   Go to the mall, with all of y'all   Show you some cash, now, tell me what you want B   You can ride or just smoke in the Cadillac   AC, windows down, with the top back   From a Caddy to Lex' to Rolex   I'm a put in a roll, tell me could you top that?   Ever though I'm makin money in a row friend   Nickle dime ? fiend don't approach me   If you do, we could have sex, in the Caddy or Lex   But keep on the low-key      Chorus      [??]   Well a motherfucker used to say I might be broke   But now I'm stackin C-notes, still dope   Different strokes, same folks; hangin from a rope   Me and Do or Die just try to cope   Sit back and like a picture take a toke   Take a stroll through the hood   It's some haters but it's still all good   Roll up another bad boy, playa pimpin to the groove   In the place to be to see who I can choose   Now it's time for me to make a move   Shotry what's the lead?      [Twista]   I done seen your sexy walk on the Pharcyde   so don't be ";Passin' Me By";   I'm a nigga with peas and I ain't stingy with the trees   We could be some freaks and both of our ass could be high   Fiends drip, ours is full of octane   with pimp status and a hot name, we don't gotta pop thangs   No more servin the rock 'caine, the night-game   Flippin flows like hoes which is a drop-game   It's like, awww suki suki now, lookie here   Stick a phrase while I trades on my hog road   Devine words form the pimp scroll   Get the bitch if I'm walkin and she peepin that my limp's cold   See a playa po' trippin, pimpin's the method   to runnin you try to play me in slow-vision   Picture how I'm mackin cold women   Bendin and grinnin my hair spinnin   while we smokin on Henny, Still Po Pimpin'      Breakdown: Johnny P (repeat 2X)      Do you wanna ride, slip-slide in your thighs   Oooh-oh, oooh-oh, oooh-ohhhhh      Chorus      [Johnny P]   Wooooh-ooahahhhohhhh!   Do you wanna riiiiiiiiide with JP   Do or Die, whoahhhh-oahhhh..