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Ugk Three Six Mafia
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Hypnotize Minds
UGK
Three 6 Mafia
Another classic, baby
Put some South in your mouth, it's going down
DJ Stone, alright? (What?) Sweet Jones
My bitch a choosy lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a Kompressor
Top-notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
Trash like to fuck for 40 dollars in the club
Fuckin' up the game, bitch, ya gets no love
She be cross-country, givin' all that she got
A thousand a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parking lot, we turn heads
Some hoes wanna choose, but them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy
Oh, oh
I choose you, girl, yeah
Baby, you been rollin' solo, time to get down with the team
The grass is greener on that other side, if you know what I mean
I show you shit you never seen, the seven wonders of the world (world)
And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my girl (girl)
When I say my girl, I don't mean my woman, that ain't my style
Need a real street stalker (stalker) to walk a green mile (mile)
We pilin' up the paper on the dinin' room table
'Cause you able to realize I'm the truth and not a fable (fable)
We rock the freshest sable, keep that 'chilla on the rack
What I look like with some thousand-dollar shit up on my back?
I'm a million-dollar Mack that need a billion-dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life, watch your daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with UGK, Pimp C, B-U-N B
'Cause what's a ho with no pimp? And what's a pimp with no hoes?
Don't be a lame, you know the game and how it goes
We tryna get chose
Oh, oh
I choose you, girl, yeah
Now when they heard who in the club, DJ Paul, bitches chosen up
When they see I'm icy like a slush, then they frozen up
Like my homie Project Pat, we keep them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar, gotta nose it up
I dial drank by the liters, I'm a drinker, ho
Ya swore you doin' it like me? You's a faker, ho
What you thinkin', bro? Need to get your money way up
UGK and Three 6 Mafia got your girl trained up (bitch)
I'm still trappin' in hell, my pockets on swell
The number one D-boy, Mr. Fishscale
I don't fuck around with snitches who tell
Put holes in your brain, leave bodies to smell
I'm out here gettin' paid, ain't got time for jail
I paid off the judges, the juries, the sheriff
You know it's the Juice man, never will fail
I'm still sippin' syrup, slow motion like snails
Oh, oh (DJ Stone, alright?)
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