Po Pimp Chords by Do or Die
- Key: C
- BPM: 143
- Capo: no capo
PULSO FUERTE
PO PIMP ACORDES
[Start] [Intro] Dm7 Am Do you want to ride F In the backseat of a Caddy Cmaj7 Chop it up with Do or Die Cmaj7 Am Am7 Do you want ■ to ride Fmaj7 In the backseat of a Caddy Em7 Chop it up with Do or Die Am F Am It was seven double oh PM Fly low to them hoes in the be [Verse] F Em7 Sipping Seagram chewing on a wheat stem G7 Touching on my four fin Am7 G7 C Move it to the back so I can see who beeping this Po Pimp G7 Spring to the phone with a slow limp Em In a trip that shitted with three one two seven six two ten Am Three line connection as the rest of them wanted affection F Just bring the weed we got the drinks you need Em And plus we strapped with two protections Am C I put the phone in the hook then I pause for a minute Am 'cause I forgot where I met the hoe G7 Am And the feeling I've forgotten if the hoes want to snap Em Am I straight up check the hoe really doe to the crib [Chorus] Am Do you want to ride F In the backseat of a Caddy Em7 Em Am Chop it up with Do or Die C Am Do you want to ride G7 In the backseat of a Caddy G7 Chop it up with Do or Die [Verse] Gsus4 Seven deuce five the ride the point to spot the live hoes G7 C Three miles per hour like we running up on some rivals C7 Never to deny though these bitches look fly 'Lo C Gsus4 Dm7 Introduce myself a to the motherfucking K finna recognize G7 Am7 Then I loose myself juice myself C7 Am F As you take one pull uh pass it to the left and 'em Em7 Selfcentered niggaz'll take two pulls G Am7 'cause they thinking about sampling 'em Am C7 Pi MP ology but logically C G7 Em G7 We're learning these hoes biology and obviously ■ ■ well A7 Mm ain't this some shit pull up in the seeA A7 Di DoubleL with ah Asee Asee hoes A7 They peep those PI MP and they think that automatically G 'cause he's a pimp he gotta be full of that Am Mo NE but why F 'cause nigga be sporting nice cars and fancy clothes Em7 G Am Fresh jewels Girbaud flexing one five oh G7 C G7 Chop up that paper hoe chop up that paper hoe C Watch where your lips go caress my tip slow Em7 G7 Am7 To the tempo instrumental Am7 Real simple when you fucking with a pimp doe Am7 Get involved in the backseat F Em Let's have me in the cab betcha mess with ya young ass G Smoking on that finest grass Am Never miss what you never had at last [Chorus] C Pi MP ology but logically Am We learning these hoes biology and obviously well C Do you want to ride C In the backseat of a Caddy Em7 E7 Chop it up with Do or Die Em7 Do you want to ride Am F In the backseat of a Caddy Em Am C Chop it up with Do or Die [Verse] G7 Em G7 ■ Well a motherfucker might be broke and shit Gsus4 And then collecting no dough from tips F But I be spitting mo' game than a mouthful of poker chips G7 To get them hoes with the Oprah lips and the provoking hips C And never gotta tell her many lies Am I been looking in the city skies get up in the kitty's thighs C 'cause I'm blessed with a look of innocence good sex G7 Peanut butter complex and some pretty eyes F Am Am7 Pity cries on my strategy side yo when out of me gotta be Am Am7 Right that'd be the flatter me right F But if the head the bonk come on suck a nigga dick Em Members of my click want to see what that'd be like Am C I know you want to try it out to the rhythm of a high hat Gsus4 Don't be bogus and deny that G7 Am I done got a hold of them my fellas on the train Dm7 Em7 While she lie back now motherfucker can you bow down Am Where your ride at On the passenger side of your hoes Am Trying to come up on another G F The broad all up under me trying to smother me Em Looking lovely while I roll another bead suddenly Am7 Em She learned that I don't deal with emotions C G7 But when we in the room she rubbing me with lotion Am She cumming like an ocean coasting have a cigarette thinking G7 Am Me and Do or Die dig drinking love potion Am The word that was never said F Am Twista be giving women dick in the bed F Until they sick in the head and if I ever leave whoever dead Em G7 They ain't tricking the Feds or spitting game G7 But it's chicken and bread C7 Kicking them legs in the air like a player do C7 Then be little in a day or two G7 After words I'm slay a crew now that's some pimp type shit G7 That be Low and AK'll do wearing gray and blue G7 If a hoe want to holler then you a player if you hit them ends G7 And get the dividends but you a pimp if you can get G7 The same hoe to want to freak your friends A7 'cause I studied PI MP ology but logically G7 G Be learning these hoes biology obviously well [Chorus] Am Do you want to ride F In the backseat of a Caddy Em Am Chop it up with Do or Die Am Do you want to ride C In the backseat of a Caddy Em Am F Am F Chop it up with Do ■ or ■ Die Em Do you want to ride with me Am Come and ride with me C Baby come and ride with me Em C Baby come and ride with me Do or Die ■ ■ [End]