Uh, if you know like I know you would get on the flo' I keep a for they back and I keep a swisha full of dro We can get for my dime and we can fuck on the low And if you didn't want a pimp then what'cha fuckin' me fo'?
Every lady ain't a hoe and every hoe ain't my It take a real trill nigga to recognize this of shit Every girl around me legit, I fuck around with no punks Ride me she holdin' a pistol while I'm whippin' and poppin' the trunk
We gon' blow a lot of skunk and we gon' a lot of bread And we never gon' have no problems Long as she hear the fuck I said Pimpin' dead it just moved to the west side Still like to get my dick sucked under the street
I'm Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code In love with a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head never I'm C bitch, I'm superstar, we headed to the top
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here whippin' my Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the game is but it's gravy I'm Screw, my young girl lookin' fine We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our
Well, I'm certified official, and the real McCoy to blow the spot when I'm in it, gotta feel ya boy 100 percent, Bun B I represent Trill with that gangsterass persona so hard that it can
Still in the hood 'cause it me and the corner it feeds me So I eat all I want, my reputation me If you grimy or greasy then your step be easy 'Cause that leave you leakin' fo' sheezy
Trigger I squeeze see and the cannons is bust Them bullets blow by you like a midsummer gust It'll put your in the dust, when I put one up in your dome You be leakin' out plasma and puss and mouth'll fill up with foam
So you gotta go or go home, either be a boy or a man Gotta pay the cost to be the boss or you take a understand? Gotta play the that you're dealt that's until it's yo' turn to deal Otherwise you get it how you live, I give a fuck how you feel
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here whippin' my Fuckin' the midnight ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young lookin' fine We stayin' out on the grind and keepin' money on our mind
I'm C bitch, I'm from the South This scary hoe don't wanna know what about 'Cause I country true down to the co', dick good like uncut blow In your nose, in your jaws, it tighten up, don't stop, don't pause
Candy nigga candy cars, fuck the D.A., fuck the law I fuck the snow but I love a pro flat backers I'm a Cadillac'er On well I'm a pistol packer, drugs sold, powder jacker Get with me if she a stacker, bitch around me man I'ma mack her
From the land of cheap work and licks With pounds of dro' and bricks We to eat and eat to live This shit for real, these no tricks
36 hoes to the ki' And ten kilos in the sack And 15 up in the trunk Now that's one point five mill' worth of
It's Big Cheney, Tony Snow The Committee is now in session agenda, get that dough 'Cause the clock is tickin', time is
No second guessin', your mind up Step your grind up and get pay Gotta your ass or a nigga blast If you wanna roll that UGK
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young lookin' fine We stayin' out here on the grind and money on our mind