Pimp Lyrics
In a way, I'm what you call a pimpSoap won't wash away your shameI'll sell, whatever there's to be soldIn hell, I'd sell my own poor soulWhere are you going with that mask I found youYou're running through the worldThinking only about tomorrowIn your dreams, I'll do all the things you sayYour guess, is just as good as mineBut no, I cannot justify your waysTake care, cause hurtable as hellI wear, I wear the hardest shellDaybreak, you're returningAnd I know that you want to playWhen I see the sun going downThe eyes in my head, see the world spinning around
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