Walk With A Limp - Kutt Calhoun

OK, let me properly introduce first my hav-a-hoe game

I have a hoe in different area codes, few in the east

Couple down south, but mostly lay west of the coast

I wouldn’t hav-a-hoe with flaws in her mix

Gotta be down right down, pretty, blade in tha bra with her tits

And if me with a bitch meant the kid didn’t get no doe

Well then I wouldn’t have-a-hoe (that's it)

Second and foremost, I walk with a limp

Bishop Don Magic Juan, Pimpin' Ken

Yeah, I talked wiht a Pimp, Good Game, White Folks

Metallic canes and thangs

U-M-E, Miami, Flo', they chopped game with Strange

Beware 'cause the industry gon' get messy

And I walk with a limp 'cause my dick’s… well, you know

I got a fetish for suaving these Dolly Partons

These women, vibe off a nigga, that’s real, ask Mr. Marcus

I’m here to put the cuffs on the game (and palm yo faces)

Then whip your ass 'til you holla my name (like dominatrix)

Ain’t nobody gonna take this crown (why?)

('Cause we stay on point like Stacy Adams)

Bitches on my balls everywhere I go

Pimpin' holla church, Rémy Extra po'

Get a lot of love, haters hit the doe

Get up out the whip, Gators hit the flo'

And we bubblin', money be doublin'

Niggas ain’t struggling

Hat cocked to the side and we walk with up limp

'Cause our dick heavy, hey!

I’m a barbarian, not a good Samaritan

I ain’t a hoes keeper by far, leave it to married men

I gotta stick and move, pick and choose, chick-n-crews

Who like to suck dicks for loot

Snatch 'em then a hoe gets offered, snake and the bat tats (Strange)

Flashing through the sky like Gotham

Nickname stay flo, 'cause I’m known to put a crease

In ya lame day-old, newly grown dubious thesis

Atrocious behavior, ferocious demeanor, corroded ya name up

You owe it to Jesus

To wait in line now, and yearn for the buck flow

It don’t matter if you win or lose, learn for the Gusto…

Trust no B-I-T-C-H

Especially when you live in the, F-I-F-T-Y states

Uhh, KC’s Henry the 8th, with royalty on the plate

Pop a collar and get your limp on mate, ooh

Bitches on my balls everywhere I go

Pimpin' holla church, Rémy Extra po'

Get a lot of love, haters hit the doe

Get up out the whip, Gators hit the flo'

And we bubblin', money be doublin'

Niggas ain’t struggling

Hat cocked to the side and we walk with up limp

'Cause our dick heavy, hey!

Last, but not least I B-walk in my sneaks

You hear the dogs woof, that’s the Deuce finale

Zippin' through the block in a old three topless

Twenty two, you on rims,

what’s been

Been at it ever since I

For show, and it goes for all of us

These hoes, they all love us

Get drunk and we all to all these

And they love the way we bounce, skate and planet rock

Like '96, leave the planet shocked

Think not, I gotta improvise to change the plot

heard it and said «Kutty, damn it’s hot»

Simplistic limp to blaze the spot

Tempt this kid, balistics get raised

Not only do a pinch, hit, amaze a twat

I invent tips in business to raise the stars

Bitches on my balls everywhere I go

Pimpin' holla church, Rémy Extra po'

Get a lot of love, haters hit the doe

Get up out the whip, Gators hit the flo'

And we bubblin', money be doublin'

Niggas ain’t struggling

Hat cocked to the side and we walk with up limp

'Cause our dick heavy, hey!