Pourin Up

[Pimp C] Smoke somethin, bitch! A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin 'bout? Young Pimp.. know what we doin? (Texas!) [Hook: Pimp C] Smokin out, pourin up, puttin dick up in yo' slut All my cars got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck x3 I'm smokin out, pourin up, keepin lean up in my cup All my cars got leather and wood, in my (uh!) hood we call it {*screwed*} [Pimp C] Grippin grain, switchin lanes, sellin cocaine outta candy thang Jammin Lil' Wayne, gotta trunk of bang, cause I'mma +Hot Boy+, gotta hot flame And my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay me Niggas shoot slugs but they ain't graze me, they want Sweet Jones be pushin daisies But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock ya lady How you gon' pimp wit'cha dick up in her? I told the pimp God that you was a sinner You takin these square hoes out to dinner, the bitch chose me cause she want a winner I mix a ho head up like a blender, ho need a daddy, you'se pretender I used to be a young drug dealer, now I'mma young girl stealer I hit the 3 just like Steve Jackson, nigga say my name watch ya bitch reaction Sweet Jones or Sweet James? Switched my name and finger fucked the game The nigga fell off cause his raps are shitty, plus a nigga need to move up out the city The game gritty but the bitch pretty, lemme snort some white girl up off ya titty Ya heard me right, we play wit our nose Wear platinum piece and wit' the Gucci clothes Paid my dues, I ain't came to lose, I wear Marvin Blackman tennis shoes In the winter time, mink coat to match the mink on the floor in my candy 'Lac [Hook] [Mike Jones] Uh! I'm comin out in that candy thang, 8 carats in my pinky rang Drop the top in the parking lot so y'all can see butter guts & swangs Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin on MOMO wood grain I'm grippin on, grippin on I said! Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin on Momo wood grain I'm grippin on, codeine in cup I'm sippin on I hog the lane in that candy train, swangin left to right then I turn up the bang I'mma say it for those who don't know my name, know my name They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists? I sit on buck in that candy 6, and I keep that thing real handy bitch! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run Cause I don't got no love for 'em but hard dick and bubble gum! I said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run Cause I don't got no love for 'em but hard dick and bubble gum! I said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run Cause I don't got no love for 'em but hard dick and bubble gum! [Hook] [Bun B] When I pull the slab out and hit the block, wit' them 4's and vogues they clankin out When they trunks pop, drop the top, don't be surprised you can go in shock Wit' them neon lights, candy paint, belts and buckles across the back Don't disrespect or call this a Cadi, maybe this more than just a 'Lac Some like the white but I'mma roll the green, purple dro up in the swisha Horny ladies sittin on the grill, wood grain to grip it's hard to miss us We "G" so don't dismiss us, been here before gon' be here later Down wit' that you understand the G Code and if you don't then you'se hater If so, I can't roll wit'cha, it ain't how I do it man I'm from Texas, P.A. to be exact where we screw it man {*screwed*} U.G.K. for life is the family, that's how we get down Bring them trill niggas to ya hood and shut ya shit down Playa you need to sit down, you outta ya league Tryna keep up wit' the trill, you just might die of fatigue You can't carry the load, you can't handle the weight Not like them boys up out that Lone Star state so get it straight We be... [Hook]