featuring UGK
[Pimp C] (Bun b)
uhhh
hol up..smoke something bitch
keep your mind on your money (keep my mind on my money)
I represent UGK river know what I'm talking bout (black owned)
independent and black owned (smoked up)
smoke on something
so get your mind right
uhhh I'm young motherfucking sweet jones
pimpin the six
gotta yellow bone bitch cooking me serving bricks
since I was 17 I've been a legend in texas
screaming fuck the police and blowing dough in the lexus
I saw your video nigga, you're slow and sloppy
spent 500,000 on a carbon copy
while I was smoking with the young soldiers in the caddy
yall fucking off your money trying to be puff daddy
i'm a OG rock baller
I know some nigga that a bust 17 off in your impala
you fuck them hoes and pay em top dollar
I'm still down with lil J I gotta the money and the fucking power
bitch
chorus x 2
now all you niggas talking shit you getting tossed up
and all of these hoes that's on the dick they getting tossed up
we got them cookies and them bricks they getting tossed up
so don't you be bout nothing slick you getting tossed up
[verse 2]
yall niggas done fucked up and called up some treal niggas
niggas who ain't scared to put 6 in your Hilfiger
deal wit a nigga like a swisha and split him down the middle
remind a motherfucker who the real hard hitter
gold diggers for cheese jealous and in keys keeping berretas
for them playing hating fellas what the fuck can you tell us
driving benzs with mo mos hoes sucking our toes
cause they know we the niggas roll with all the goddamn dough
I cook a quarter pound of blow sell it for 44
selling ounces for 5.50 caught you 12 at your door
it's smitty the pimp dope pro hoe I know the rules
the early bird gets the bread if you snooze you lose
chorus x 2
[Bun -B]
you done pushed the panic buttoCold Cold Heart
By Charlie Rich
I’ve tried so hard my dear to show that you’re my every dream.
Yet you’re afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme.
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart.
Why can’t I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue.
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn’t do.
In anger, unkind words I said that make the teardrops start.
Why can’t I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
(cold, cold heart)
There was a time when I believed that you belonged to me.
But now I know your heart is shackled to that memory.
The more I learn to care for you the more we drift apart.
Why can’t I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold, cold heart?
(cold, cold heart)
fade