Lyrics:
it's done, uh
I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma'am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I
[Slim Thug][Hook: x 2]
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While I'm at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks
dialed 616
{Hey sir, could you speak up a little louder because I can just barely hear you}
Operate that body, operate on me
Operate that body, take
They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I 'Roll a lot of stones'
It's a whole lot of clones but only one Sweet Jones
Turnin' whores to carnivores, they just
at you, holla back (holla back)
Everyday we be off the chains
Ain't nuttin' different, parkin' lot pimpin'
You can catch me in the parkin' lot
so fresh, them niggas mildew it
Not just a actor by profession, pimp, I live movies
That's why they whisper when they see me point and stare at me
mom talked about a lot
You see I lost mom when I was just past sixteen
And I lost all track of pop cause mom said he got the name from me
I shook his
doner
A pool party in my crib at the Daytona
Hosted by Sonia and Monya, ooh
Mami, walkin' up the beach, so fly, so neat
It's me and Ginuwine, 23s
caught trying to fuck in school they asked me what I did it fo'
You know just what I told her?
I love pussy, and this dick is what I showed her
And now
You thought you were the only one ballin'
You thought you were the only one slabbed out
You thought you were the only pimpin'
In the VI with
"Louise, is the Reverend hard to please?"
"You're telling me!"
"Perhaps, sir, if it's not too late.
We could interest you in our Staffordshire plate?"
in squalor
Grow up to be a hero and a scholar?
The ten-dollar Founding Father without a father
Got a lot farther by working a lot harder
By being
tall in the parking lot
Saw her pull out with seven freaks
Is that what you so salty 'bout?
My girl got a girlfriend
See 'em in a pearl Benz
Passin' by
this joint I appreciate you
We 4 projects in, a whole lot more to go
Thanks for all the support for riding out wit ya nigga
Despite what you may think
Grandma prayin' for me (ayy)
Huh? Okay, just say you not ready
Okay, okay, comin' in heavy
Okay, they ain't in shape, I'm petty, okay, okay
Okay,
sipping 'cause I get to tripping
My nigga just roll up a heap of that pine
And only bring a lil bit for the trip
Just in case we get blurped by the 5-0
Sports-Illustrated model all in my condo
Ice in the pot
In the trap, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot
'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot
Streets dried up
Get tied up for small packs
belt
You were swimmin' in the women, I was sinnin' in the women
Made a killin' with this pimpin', I was sinnin' for my wealth (yes, sir)
If you ain't
On the strip pimpin hoes on some goldie shit
I'ma gangsta by destiny, OG's selected me
I earned my spot, my whole team elected me
[Chorus]
Gangsta, gangsta
wearing the red hat
Being a good wife
She just wanted to protect me and our family
I made me and our family a target
By not aligning with
Hollywood's
(YEAH!)
"Crunk Juice" nigga run the club that you in (HEY!)
You scary motherfuckers don't wanna bring the ruckus (NAH!)
You just spend all your time
Life ain't nothing but a big old twist
A lot of times when I'm smoking, I'm doing that just to reminisce
It's funny, on how s*** be
A lot of money,
They say to me I can't understand him
Him meaning me the E Earthadox maybe
Put a book in your brain they call you Sir Book a Lot
I mix a lot
Fresh Fest (Fresh Fest), Summer Jam (Summer Jam)
Day In The West (West Coast) with all my fans (yeah)
I was there (yes, sir), Steeler gear
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