[Intro: Project Pat & Pimp C]

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Verse 1: Norman Atomic]

It's that dead pimp

Walking with a dead leg limp

Keep your shrimp and grits

Bitch, I want some steak and eggs

Sipping on some OJ

Give me the blade, so I can slice open the blunt

And dump the guts on top your bitch's fucking back

While she sucking on my nuts, uh

Blow me slowly, while I'm blowing smoke rings

While I'm pouring more lean

Hoes keep hoping I'mma share the codeine

Actin' like a dope fiend

Show me that you know me, ho

Smoke weed until I'm on the floor

Dressed in all black, with a purple glow

Sipping ice cold water in the fucking snow

I don't trust these hoes because I want to be alone

Throw 'em a bone

Sitting on my lap in the fucking throne

Told her, "Bitch, pick up the phone"

Tell them I need another zone

She was too stoned, and told them I'm home

Later that night they busted in the door

Put the chrome to my dome

Busted my head open. left my brains on the floor

Just another dead pimp, never trust, never trust

Never trust them fucking hoes, ho

[Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C]

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Verse 2: Anthony Mars]

Well it's that dope fiend staying higher than a Goodyear blimp

Every time I pour the lean, I wonder if I'll die like Pimp

Taking some hydrocodones, trappin' off the flip phone

Twenty inches of black chrome

Riding, smoking on a zone

Sipping on that Tussionex

When it come to doing drugs, ho, you know I do them the best

Ain't no flex

Got Pyrex, cookin' dope

Don't sell it no more

All I do is indulge

Fucking hoe won't leave me alone

Trying to jugg my drugs

And I'm like, "Back up, back up"

Before you get smacked up, smacked up

Running like a Mack Truck

Strap up, trying to get my racks up

Catch up, to my dope habits

Xan and dro's, got me fucked up on the floor

Where to go?

I don't know

When I'm high, just leave me alone

[Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C]

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Verse 3: Wavy Jone$]

I gotta redhead like April to roll my blunts

Got an eighth in my jeans so you know what’s up

I brought a pack of the woods you can throw the dutch

Sipping Donatello when I’m pouring up

Slowing down blowing loud

Middle of the pit, bitch throwing down

Riding 'round like fuck the ops

Fuck the cops, take me to trial

Bad bitches, don’t vibe with them

Might slip the dick or get high wit' 'em

Might pimp my bitch but won't ride with her

Might get the top then its bye with her

Yo' main bitch, my side hitta'

I ain't shit but she loving me

I’m ugly but she fuckin' me

Bust a nut then roll a blunt for three

Hit the door before I smoke da bitch

Scrape the scale

Blow the fish

Drop the roof

Pop a tab

Find the truth, always have

Bastard son with a past that’s fucked

Cup full of blood in the cut where the bud

$uicideboy$ on the block where the drugs

'64 Chevy dead cop in the trunk like what

[Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C]

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone

The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

[Outro: Project Pat]

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—

Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—