PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

-verse-

Struttin thru, Q, avenue

With a cheeseburga in yo hand

Starin down the chicks all around

Standin on the corners doin they dance

20 dolla bills fallin out o they shirts

But they happy as can be

Cause they look down the block, see him flashin his cock

Here comes P Ciddy



-chorus-

P P P P ciddy wit dem hoe's dere poppin they thangs

pop pop poppin them thangs

They shakin it shakin it at P's bling

P P P shake yo bling

P pimpin it, pimpin it, pimpin it up

gotta get dirty with dem sluts

Just smack up the bitch til she rolls her hips

Then touch yo hands to her butt



-verse-

Rollin in B's car with his nice gizztar

Gonna jam with Skeptic Tank

Big smile on his face, cause P knows the case

Nobody thinks they stank

Some day they get a record deal

And rock out on they tour

Wit merchandise, and a big surprise

A T bus full of whores



-chorus-

P P P P ciddy wit dem hoe's dere poppin they thangs

pop pop poppin them thangs

They shakin it shakin it at P's bling

P P P shake yo bling

P pimpin it, pimpin it, pimpin it up

gotta get dirty with dem sluts

Just smack up the bitch til she rolls her hips

Then touch yo hands to her butt



-bridge-

P Ciddy P Ciddy you so great

They ain't nothin fo us to hate

You got the rhymes to keep with the times

And the ST fame is def. yo fate

All the chicks in the hall sayin rock me please

Unbuttoning they shirts fo they double D's

An' ya, look away like they's nothin to say

Unless tha gurl's dirtee (COME ON, Uhhhh)



-verse-

P P P P ciddy wit dem hoe's dere poppin they thangs

pop pop poppin them thangs

They shakin it shakin it at P's bling

P P P shake yo bling

P pimpin it, pimpin it, pimpin it up

gotta get dirty with dem sluts

Just smack up the bitch til she rolls her hips

Then touch yo hands to her butt



P P P P cizzle yeah mah nizzle with yo rhymes so fine

rap rap yo rhyme this time

Pullin off them riffs like a dozen fo a dime

Nigga gets a lot fo a dime, YEAH

So represent yo Quispam hood

Gotta remember that yo band good

Jus' flip yo hair like you have no cares

And break dem strings like ya should



WORD