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 cuz 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 cuz 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 cuz 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