Uh, if you like I know you would get down on the flo' I keep a for they back and I keep a swisha full of dro We can get down for my dime and we can on the low And if you didn't want a pimp then what'cha fuckin' me fo'?
Every lady ain't a hoe and hoe ain't my bitch It take a trill nigga to recognize this type of shit Every girl around me legit, I don't fuck with no punks Ride with me she holdin' a pistol I'm whippin' and poppin' the trunk
We gon' blow a lot of and we gon' make a lot of bread And we ain't never have no problems Long as she hear the fuck I said ain't dead it just moved to the west side Still like to get my dick under the street lights
I'm Snow, I'm out here livin' by the code In love a lifestyle, not no bitch I'm in that mode I'm lookin at you, you choosin' me my dick head stop I'm C bitch, I'm superstar, we headed to the top
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here my Mercedes Fuckin' with the ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl fine We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' on our mind
Well, I'm certified official, and the real McCoy Guaranteed to blow the 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 it needs me and the corner it feeds me So I eat all I want, my preceeds me If you or greasy then your best step be easy 'Cause that forty-feezy leave you fo' sheezy
Trigger I squeeze see and the cannons is bust Them bullets blow by you breezy a midsummer gust put your dick in the dust, when I put one up in your dome You be leakin' out plasma and and your mouth'll fill up with foam
So you go hard or go home, either be a boy or a man Gotta pay the cost to be the or you take a loss 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 true, I'm out here whippin' my Mercedes Fuckin' with the midnight ladies, the game is cold but it's I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl fine We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' on our mind
I'm C bitch, I'm from the South scary hoe don't wanna know what it's about 'Cause I stay country true to the co', dick good like uncut blow In your nose, in your jaws, feel it tighten up, don't stop, pause
nigga drive candy cars, fuck the D.A., fuck the law I fuck the but I love a pro like flat backers I'm a Cadillac'er On parole well I'm a packer, drugs sold, powder jacker Get with me if she a money stacker, around me man I'ma mack her
From the land of cheap and steady licks pounds of dro' and Impala bricks We to eat and eat to live This for real, these ain't no tricks
36 hoes to the ki' And ten kilos grams in the And 15 sacks up in the Now that's one five mill' worth of crack
It's Big Cheney, Tony Snow The King Committee is now in agenda, get that dough 'Cause the clock is tickin', time is
No guessin', make your mind up your grind up and get that pay Gotta sell your ass or a blast If you roll with that UGK
I'm stayin' true, I'm out here my Mercedes with the midnight ladies, the game is cold but it's gravy I'm bangin' Screw, my young girl lookin' We stayin' out here on the grind and keepin' money on our