Kutt Calhoun - Walk With A Limp lyrics

(feat. Big Krizz Kaliko)

[Verse 1:]

I came to, toast to the game, (church), ok, let me properly

Introduce 1st 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 wit flaws in her mix, gotta be down right down

Pretty, blade in tha bra with her tits, and if me wit a bitch meant

The kid didn't git no doe, well then I wouldn't have-a-hoe, (that's it)

2nd and foremost, I walk wit a limp, Bishop Don Magic Juan, Pimpin' Ken,

(Yeah) I talked wit a Pimp, Good Game, White Folks, metallic kanes and

Thangs, U-M-E, Miami, Flo., they chopped game wit strange

Beware cause the Industry go get messy, and I walk wit a limp cause

My dicks, well know, I got a fetish for suaving these Dolly Pardon's

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

I'm here to put the cuffs on tha game, (And palm yo faces)

Whip ya ass till you holla my name, (like domin-atrix)

Ain't nobody gonna take this crown, (why) Cause we stay on point

Like Stacey Adams

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Bitches on my Bows

Everywhere I go

Pimpin holla church

Remy 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 dubblin,

Niggazs ain't struggling.

Hat cocked to the side

And we walk wit up limp

Cause my dick heavy...Hey!!

[Verse 2:]

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 4 loot

Snatch'em then a hoe gits offered, snake and the bat tatts, (strange)

Flashing threw the sky like gotham, Nick-name sta-flo, cause I'm known

To put a crease, in ya lame day-old, newly grown dubious thesis

A-atrocious behavior, ferocious demeanor, karoded ya name up, you owe

It to Jesus,..to wait in line now, and yearn for the buck flow,...

It don't matter if ya 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 huh, KC's, Henry the 8th, with royalty on the plate,

Pop a collar and git yo limp on mate, aaaawwwhhh,...

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