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Black - Try It Out Lyrics

Artist: Black

Album: Miscellaneous

Genre: Rock

  • Songwriters: Kandi Burruss, Xavier Latrell Dotson

Ya, ya, ya

Baby girl, won't you fuck with this pimpin'?
Try it out, girl, fuck with my pimpin'
Baby girl, won't you fuck with this pimpin'?
Try it out, girl, fuck with my pimpin'

Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya

Baby girl, you slippin', you startin' to look bad
What's wrong with you, girl? You lost your swag
But with pimpin', you'll get your swagger back
No more noodles everyday, we get that ass back fat

Don't miss your blessin', baby girl, tell me you down
Take you off that cheap shit, got you all the way down
From Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Versace, and Gucci
Got you rich niggas' habits, kalamari and sushi

V.I.P. treatment, take you 'round the world
I'm the prince of my city, got some diamonds and pearls
You just pick Bank Black, he's a Maserati rider
Millionaire status, got the streets on fire, ya

Baby girl, won't you fuck with this pimpin'?
Try it out, girl, fuck with my pimpin'
Baby girl, won't you fuck with this pimpin'?
Try it out, girl, fuck with my pimpin'

Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya

I say my swag turned up to the max
Matter of fact
I think all these bitches need to fuck with my pimpin'
Pimpin', fuck with my pimpin, ya

I say my swag turned up to the max
Ice these cars, whatever you like
Bitch, you need to fuck with my pimpin'
Pimpin', fuck with my pimpin', ya

Baby boy, won't you fuck with this pimpin'?
Try it out, boy, fuck with my pimpin'
Baby boy, won't you fuck with my pimpin'?
Try it out, boy, fuck with my pimpin'

Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya

Now Imma give you the real definition of pimpin'
Imma make you give it up to all these women
We savin' that check and make a trick off yours
Have you buying Gucci, Louis, Prada, Venti force

Houses, cars, and plenty trips
Please believe y'all boys pay for all this shit
Say "pimp" when me and Betty walk into the set
Say "pimp" 'cause I'm about to spend this whole sex

Say "pimp" 'cause buddy bring his bread to me
And that's the definition of a pimp to me
Get with my pimpin', my pimpin', my pimpin', ya

Baby girl, won't you fuck with this pimpin'?
Try it out, girl, fuck with my pimpin'
Baby boy, won't you fuck with my pimpin'?
Try it out, boy, fuck with my pimpin'

Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya
Try it out, try it out, try it out, ya


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