Put It In My Pocket (feat. Rocko)

Put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Give a damn ‘bout where you get it from

Just put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket

I'm talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

Wake up bright and early, put on my pants and grab my rocket

This shit cocked and loaded then I put it in my pocket

Plenty cash staked stuck it, leave it where I got it

Leave her how and then when I come back looking for my pockets

Look how big my pockets look, got your bitch in pocket, look

You bought her a pocket book, she bought me that pocket book

Purse first, yeah, my hoes in pocket

But I burst first if you ever get out the pocket

Yeah, my pockets look like books, Yale was my college

Like a quarterback I pass, pockets look like that pad

Everything green like nothing you can do to stop it

P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket, ho

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Give a damn 'bout where you get it from

Just put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket

I'm talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

4 o'clock in the morning, we still up and fighting

Dizzy Bentley, rose, we don't drive no Maseratti

Brought your broad off in my party, got my rod off in her body

Got her face up in my picture, I got both your bitch here holing

I see your ho in Fiesto, you know what that bitch said to me

She said my nigga said he'll kill me if I fuck you

So I guess I have to hop off your truck you use to get laid

Ok, you don't give a fuck about him, I don't give a fuck about him

Honestly, I thought your nigga scared of me

But you ain't got a thousand bucks, I tell you what

You can close your mouth and let it free

Hey, my bitch too hood and my dick too good

Say my name, out your mouth, nigga, wish you would

I guess this is the academy, speak P.I.M.P. round the licks

She on her hands and knees on the counter piece

Only thing she got was a bag of weed

But see the aftercare before I air for that

So I just fire up the blunt and I had to ask, she said

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Give a damn ‘bout where you get it from

Just put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket

I'm talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket

Getting in the pocket watching, pocket plotting

Tryna get in my pocket

All this yapping, talking about Robin, all these killers I got in pocket

They gonna do whatever I tell 'em, yeah, they in my pocket

Fuck all over my pocket

All these niggas got their hands o tryna get in my pocket

Told them nigga put they hand in before I chop, I chop it, hey

They ain't put shit in my pocket

Don't try to get shit out of my pocket, nigga

Fellow game of cards goes, all these fucking pockets

Call all the departments, all these fucking pockets

Raw style cram, all my flow in pockets

Lost all profit, all my dough in pockets

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Give a damn ‘bout where you get it from

Just put it in my pocket

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

PUT IT IN MY POCKET

Go out there and get it then come put it in my pocket

Put it in my pocket, bitch, put it in my pocket

I'm talking P.I.M.P., put it in my pocket