[Pimp C] (Bun b) uhhh hol up..smoke something bitch keep your mind on your money (keep my mind on my money) I represent UGK river know what I'm talking bout (black owned) independent and black owned (smoked up) smoke on something so get your mind right
uhhh I'm young motherfucking sweet jones pimpin the six gotta yellow bone bitch cooking me serving bricks since I was 17 I've been a legend in texas screaming fuck the police and blowing dough in the lexus I saw your video nigga, you're slow and sloppy spent 500,000 on a carbon copy while I was smoking with the young soldiers in the caddy yall fucking off your money trying to be puff daddy i'm a OG rock baller I know some nigga that a bust 17 off in your impala you fuck them hoes and pay em top dollar I'm still down with lil J I gotta the money and the fucking power bitch
chorus x 2 now all you niggas talking shit you getting tossed up and all of these hoes that's on the dick they getting tossed up we got them cookies and them bricks they getting tossed up so don't you be bout nothing slick you getting tossed up
[verse 2] yall niggas done fucked up and called up some treal niggas niggas who ain't scared to put 6 in your Hilfiger deal wit a nigga like a swisha and split him down the middle remind a motherfucker who the real hard hitter gold diggers for cheese jealous and in keys keeping berretas for them playing hating fellas what the fuck can you tell us driving benzs with mo mos hoes sucking our toes cause they know we the niggas roll with all the goddamn dough I cook a quarter pound of blow sell it for 44 selling ounces for 5.50 caught you 12 at your door it's smitty the pimp dope pro hoe I know the rules the early bird gets the bread if you snooze you lose
chorus x 2
[Bun -B] you done pushed the panic button now we taking it all like a glutton any tripping we cutting so listen it's bubby hutton now any hoe that snort in here you can catch the nuttin we synonymous with a rock like charles s dutton our prophecies now wasn't you that sudsucker talking shit with that funky bitch up in that fuddruckers you best to be a mud ducker, I'm a thug bucker and I got one specially designed for all you motherfuckers we love ruckus, wanna shuck and jive but when I came through with that four to the fucking five niggas duck and dive ????? what a fucking liar bitch ain't no time to get flossed up I'm sauced up you said it cost what woooo-d
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[Pimp C] (Bun b) uhhh hol up..smoke something bitch keep your mind on your money (keep my mind on my money) I represent UGK river know what I'm talking bout (black owned) independent and black owned (smoked up) smoke on something so get your mind right
uhhh I'm young motherfucking sweet jones pimpin the six gotta yellow bone bitch cooking me serving bricks since I was 17 I've been a legend in texas screaming fuck the police and blowing dough in the lexus I saw your video nigga, you're slow and sloppy spent 500,000 on a carbon copy while I was smoking with the young soldiers in the caddy yall fucking off your money trying to be puff daddy i'm a OG rock baller I know some nigga that a bust 17 off in your impala you fuck them hoes and pay em top dollar I'm still down with lil J I gotta the money and the fucking power bitch
chorus x 2 now all you niggas talking shit you getting tossed up and all of these hoes that's on the dick they getting tossed up we got them cookies and them bricks they getting tossed up so don't you be bout nothing slick you getting tossed up
[verse 2] yall niggas done fucked up and called up some treal niggas niggas who ain't scared to put 6 in your Hilfiger deal wit a nigga like a swisha and split him down the middle remind a motherfucker who the real hard hitter gold diggers for cheese jealous and in keys keeping berretas for them playing hating fellas what the fuck can you tell us driving benzs with mo mos hoes sucking our toes cause they know we the niggas roll with all the goddamn dough I cook a quarter pound of blow sell it for 44 selling ounces for 5.50 caught you 12 at your door it's smitty the pimp dope pro hoe I know the rules the early bird gets the bread if you snooze you lose
chorus x 2
[Bun -B] you done pushed the panic button now we taking it all like a glutton any tripping we cutting so listen it's bubby hutton now any hoe that snort in here you can catch the nuttin we synonymous with a rock like charles s dutton our prophecies now wasn't you that sudsucker talking shit with that funky bitch up in that fuddruckers you best to be a mud ducker, I'm a thug bucker and I got one specially designed for all you motherfuckers we love ruckus, wanna shuck and jive but when I came through with that four to the fucking five niggas duck and dive ????? what a fucking liar bitch ain't no time to get flossed up I'm sauced up you said it cost what woooo-d
chorus x 4
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