So I've got it down to sticks and bars like so many before me I've come to know your worth in superstars while going across the sea Boxes filled
Came around when I sat at the doorstep, I could see you waiting Come in and i'll give you the 411 In between what I did and you said, lights were
rectum and now he's crying 'boo-hoo' as I manifest like the Guru got the half the NY soundin wack as you do I dont think you knew the consequence when you
I'm gonna give you ten percent of the tape I'm gonna give you ten percent of the tape You got enough stuff in here to send us up for life You got enough
paper I'm from pa represent for UGK and I'm riding for my city like it's rapper ? I got homies on the west I got homies in detroit Matter of fact these
deal how ya feel? Yeah I'm gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like I stutter Oxy moron don't be dumb I school niggas like the united negro college
I never brag I never boast, I might eat on roast And people say when we got a white cup in my hand, we might toast I got Hump I got Redd to the side,
If you trying to take mine, you get filled with lead You dead, but I remain on the creep Sideways down the street, woofers pounding my seat So I creep, and keep it on
you see the fat rat man you stop and look (uh-huh) You need work call fat rat he got them books (uh-huh) You better not try to jack fat rat got them
we get do' Sell out and resco', then go get mo' We got drank we got dro, we got pills we got snow And to top it all off, we got hellified flow See y'all
back like a belly button dirty rutting, I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing, I got the track laid like I'm fucking, The only balls you got
like a belly button dirty rutting I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing I got the track laid like I?m fucking The only balls you got is made
water But don't set the table though Cause I want my order to go [Chorus] [Verse Two] I know you understand just what I mean Cause you and your friends
so we can run a "train" And fuck Linda Tripp, 'cause I hate that bitch I even got her on tape sucking on my dick I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning
I'm.... Chorus: More than player, I'm more like a pimp I'm more than a player, I'm more like a pimp I'm more than a player, I'm more like a pimp (Baby
theyselves You know who I'm talkin about (You know who I'm talkin about) that's right You ain't s**t without your homeboys You ain't s**t without your homeboys You
How the fuck you think I ever got this far? By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star Cause I'm out to show, that I'm a dope MC Think crack had you
ghetto, it's insanity, I can't breath Got me thinkin, what do Hell got? Cause I done suffered so much, I'm feelin shell-shocked And driveby's an everyday
