Down 4 Mine

[Intro:] Foreign cars and foreign hoes Foreign hoes, c'mon let's go Yeah man.. talkin' 'bout This my first solo album bitch, I ain't never had one before Yeah, they dropped that other shit while I was in the penitentiary Know what I'm talkin' 'bout I got out and dropped that comp on they ass and fucked 'em up, know what I'm saying But hey man you done slipped and slid to another lid, know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah you know, uh uh uh uh uh This is a Pimp C starring in The Naked Soul of Sweet Jones A blast from the past [Verse 1:] I stay paid and I like blades Old school cars and loving maze I got hoes and I do shows Getting money and driving Rov's I keep my grind, I don't waste my time Comin' up getting down for mines [Hook:] I'm a fuck you baby, 'cuz I gots to have it (Gots to have it) I'm a fuck you baby, 'cuz I gots to grab it (Ohhhhhh) [Verse 2:] Foreign Cars and foreign hoes Gators slippers and mink robes Up my folds, they broke and I got a big bankroll Stand up in yo' bitch and make her touch her toes Make your girl lose her mind when I penetrate from behind Comin' up getting down for mines [Hook:] I'm a fuck you baby, 'cuz I gots to have it (Gots to have it) I'm a fuck you baby, 'cuz I gots to grab it (Ohhhhhh) [Verse 3:] Touch yo' liver, hit yo' spine and yo' spleen Yo' pussy get wet when I step on the scene I got Malcolm X and purple leaves Have some coke, na bitch have some weed Dick taste good, ohh wee wee you my kind Marvin say lets get it on Kelly told me to bump and grind [Hook:] I'm a fuck you baby, 'cuz I gots to have it (Gots to have it) I'm a fuck you baby, 'cuz I gots to grab it (Ohhhhhh) [Outro:] Hol' up, Smoke somethin' bitch Trademark know what I'm talkin' bout Ohh wee wee, know what I'm sayin', toppa knocka bitch Uh huh I've been inducted to the chuch, Know what I'm saying Mothafucka Sanctuary, sanctuary Hol' up, Hol' up, yeah motha fucka All you old bitch ass niggas out their buying that old King Johnny Them old cloudy ass diamonds nigga, nigga Nigga you come in the room lookin' like Hurricane Katrina just hit nigga Take them big dinner plates off the chain nigga (Take 'em off) Step up yo' game nigga (Step it up) You need some big pointers in yo' watch (Bitch) Yeah, every time you niggas need to get big diamonds you go to, uhh, Emmett Know what I'm takin' 'bout, I see you Gave a man, fuck Emmett too for that bitch overcharging a nigga Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, give me something for free bitch Fucking hoes don't know how to treat a nigga when he come to the store Eat a dick, I'm out here bitch I ain't buying no more Bentley's mane Them hoes ain't got no good customer service over their mane Man, my shit be fucked up, they don't even give a nigga another car to drive Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, so fuck them hoes I'm getting live Aye man, I went to the Lamborghini lot (What you did?) Where I got a apple red motherfucker (What color?) [?] nigga, ain't no Lamborghini unless the doors go up Murciélago nigga, however you want to pronounce it bitch Hol' up bitch, dick up in yo' ass bitch Aye, don't cum fast bitch, smashing on the gas bitch Pimping class bitch Chuch!