[Master P]



Yo C-Murder

Nigga you woke?

Keep your eyes on the rollers nigga.

Pass the weed (ok)

We gon' head up interstate 10

We gon' pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that's my niggas there)

We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it

We gon' handle our business

We gon' smoke

We gon' make it back to the N.O.

Cuz u know whut?

Us South niggaz don't playa hate

We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth

But it's your time baby

We gon' handle our business

And we gonna do this shit like g'z

We gonna represent the gizame

Ya heard me?



[Pimp C]



This game fucked up

I ain't got no friends

I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz

Ugh, and I'm a real nigga

Down to put a forty-five to his hilfiger

Lay it down muthafucka because I'm bustin' for mine

Take them out everytime and I ain't try to dine

Niggaz dyin' port authur (huh nigga what?)

Thank that I'm playin? (huh nigga what?)

Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin'

UGK and C-Murder

Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)

Bout to fade the platinum

Smoke some dank and some drank

But bitch luv me when I come to your city

Serve my dick out her pussy

and bust my nuts on her titties

Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house

With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth

Now get your mind right nigga (mind right)

and make a pimp bitch

and never put trust in a trick ass bitch

[chorus x4]



I'm fingida pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)

Lay down on the flo' (flo')

Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)

-acapo