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ski slopes
My youngin' got a PO close to him, he gets the deal
This shit is real
And mo' times it get ugly
Can't tell a nigga nothin'
Seen it all by

The Honey

Pimp C

Pimpalation [Bonus CD]

2006

in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar
(Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo' 
He fucked the shit

my dawgs I got more
But we all staying focused we stacking up money
Tell 'em be quiet your homies ain't funny
Cartier frames with the Rollie it's

Gucci
Pack the pot in the doobie
And then hop in the Hooptie
We bouta ride around, throwing rhymes round ooh wee
Hate it or love it
Either way we the unda

shimmy ya, yeah, cannot tell me nada
If they acting fishy cut 'em up like Benihana
Fendi Fendi Prada, basic bitches wear that
I don't even bother, I look

just tell' em what they wanna hear, "I'm Gucci"
I'm stuck at work, man, I don't really wanna do this
I'd rather take my fucking life than just abuse it
I

if i'm here, then fuck it, imma stay ahead of the curve
Couple CDs and 3 Gs in my fake gucci purse
Fightin' demons by myself like the D was for Durden

Fire on that shit boy
Whippin' it
Flippin' it
Dippin' it
Spinnin' it
Back on the beat like I never left
Bringing that heat in the middle

with you 
You can take my last name I hope thats fine w you 
Tell em boys they need to stay safe  Im finna fight for you 

Girl you get me so mad when

something for you I got to shit hurry up and hold your hands out
Hold on gotta unbuckle my Gucci belt to pull my pants down
My smoke like cigs you don't want

just to follow, yeah
I gotta live by the motto, I'm waiting for the money outside of the door
She fell in love with the guap, all I had to tell her was

do forget gon empty the full clip
Retaliate by any means murder my enemies
Make all of em rest n peace cause war its gon bring u peace

I aint none

never gave a fuck
Watch how niggas switch up on you
When you tell em no, I bet they'd act like you ain't give em nun
I'm just trynna make a better life

I tell em like
Imma young lord when I rip
I don't gotta act , I been hard since a jit
Don't be mad at the kid cause ya girl want a kiss
I drink my

Showin love when I get none
If nobody doing it
Ima promise that it get done
Bottom line is income
Outfit fresh nigga where u get dat fit from
Tell dat boy

can tell by how she staring could've been smashed her
Boy this a hundred dollar wood you know I can't pass it
Niggas pillow talkin' through they phone

the lil boy bar up
Talk out his neck put him up real far up
Throw him in a hole might as well pull a tarp up
Told her get out bitch that mean you too
Tell

(Trademark)

Ain't got to turn on demon mode, that shit be automatic
Ain't got to tell her, "Take 'em, off," that shit be automatic
See this lil'

make it rocking all the latest 
Gucci is the greatest I valet the mercedes you bet not miss a payment
If you do then that boy Raybanz goin switch ya body

already
Tell the chief at Pappadeaux
Have my gater ready
Daddy's home
Lately, the way I been playin it, got em saying that this is his best run
On the road

Thugs About

Trick Daddy

Thug Matrimony: Married to the Streets

2004

by ya runnin' ya mouth and takin' pills, I can't deal with ya
Bitch you got real issues (real issues) and I'm a real nigga
Deal wit' 'em and I want

nigga, me too"
what the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff, niggas act like they stopped
makin' guns after they made yours
I'm sponsored by the NRA, DOA rules

Yuh
Yuh
1k on the beat (1k)
F1k the fucking label man (1k)
You know the fucking vibes (1k)
Finna show em how I roll
Finna show em how I rock
Only had

Cupid
Im a pimp I bring em to the movies
I ain't gone cap man these bitches some groupies
They ride my dick like I'm buying em Gucci
I'm getting lit now