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Pourin' Up

UGK

Gun Talk, Vol. 5 [21 Tracks]

Smokin' out, pourin' up, puttin' dick up in yo' slut
All my cars got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
Smokin' out, pourin' up, puttin' dick up

that time when my mom was crying, stepdad had put it to her temple and that nigga aimed for her death
She ran out the room, scared for her life
Crying

fuckin' runway
Pass the blunt then pump fake
She gave me head and said it's her turn 
Stupid little bitch this shit is just a one way 

Got the products

the houses
Choices is made by the cup and the ounces
Snowing in Vegas, she love it, she outtie
I wouldn't going to keep her, she really about it
Baby I'm

don't be thinking that yo bitch can't lil nigga

Chorus: 
Show out, show out, like it's a holiday 
Show out, do it big, Ay
You only got two ways you might

even hoe ya
Got me feeling closed up I can't even show ya 
It's yo brain ask him then tell me what he told ya 
Cause If you dunno you how tf Imma get

All you fuck boys are Cambellian
Fuckin' a mono-myth or celibate
Drowning in a vat of your own medicine
And begging for the relevance
Don't you know

funeral
Can't let none of that distract me, everything got its time and place
No reason to try and boast, cause you get by you'nt get away

They glory

Get Rich to This

Goodie Mob

Vibe Hits, Vol. 1

2000

flow, you ain't know?
Look here lil girl it come equipped wid it
She freaky deaky lick her lips wid it
She thick thick wid it
Jump, stump, twist wid

they see me on TV
I got bad hoes puttin perms in my head
I keep whoopin, keep cookin, 'til the pots is red
She know we next up to be runnin this rap shit

all there
I missed the young lady by only a hair
And then I took me a look, I said, "la-di-da-di"
A big fine girl, she had a hell of a body
Then she

to tell em talked, they never showed the ropes

He on his own, late strolls through the danger zone
When he alone, he wondering will he make it home

Young,

Yo pretty doll face
Hi, I'm Chucky wanna play?
Fuck trick or treatin' I'm pussy eatin' with a rusty blade
We runnin' amok, I'm strippin' you naked,

Class is open (yo)
Class is open (yo)
Class is open (yo)
Understandable smooth shit that murderers move with

Understandable smooth shit to jump

Yo, life is hard, when people come to me and they tell me about their problems, all I do
Is reverse myself and say, no shit
People pass by, I don't

Nobody gives a damn
Unless you put the work in, notifications chirpin'
The people gon' feel you when they feel you in yo purpose
Wifey say she ain't too

then and she could see me now
Her own son in front of different crowds
Not a single soul could believe
I am the way I am I'm just me,
nothing I could do

writing
Beware of your chick, she amazing, dick riding

Bad bitch right by my side, tamarain
Dr. Kovorkian, replacing your brain again
Batman, yeah I see it

don't like u, already got the replacement fuck wit me and u go down in my basement
Mom doesn't even like you so stop acting like you hard
heard her

you so mad
A B C D E F G
I'ma meet ya mother and she gon suck my D

Yea nigga who you think I am
Thrash skrt
Hit a car crash
Niggas wanna fight but

Couple times I had to risk my Halo
Dancin wit the devil for da payroll
23 And speakin wit some say so
My ex girl fit her jeans like she J-Lo
My dog

still
But I'm at the bottom
You can't ask me how that rug feel
Lost my bro told my momma not to worry
I got the glove still
I heard they left him in

She put up a wall wid a bagga bricks
Haffi break it dwn like an analyst
My ones come in better that carraghers
Yo I wonder where gary is
I took her

yeah, yeah, yeah, yo, bitch, she all on me
Like, stop calling me, I got her like, stop stalling me

If you wasn't down with me, when I'm up, you can't