(Pimp C-talking)
Hold up, Sweet Jones, 64 dollar cologne b**h
Smellin good, leather and wood, feelin on somethin
Know what I'm talkin 'bout, check it out
(Pimp C)
Sweet Jones, in a foreign car, shinin like a muthaf**in superstar
I'm sippin the bar, grippin the grain
I got 17 karats in my piece a chain
I been a young pimp n***a since I was a kid
Mama would be 'shamed of all the things I did
Like cookin the stones and bustin caps out the 'rome
I keep a chip in my phone and put key domes in ya home
I'm the trillest of the trill, you the fakest of the fake
p**y-a** n***as in the club tryna playa hate
While I'm standin here draped in diamonds
I ride with made n***as, some choppin on blade n***as
Survive enemies, Mississippi get paid n***as
They lay ya lup in ya lap, and let the pistol dome clap
And it ain't all about this rap sh** b**h n***a
Handle the business with the muthaf**in chrome trigga
(Chorus-Pimp C)
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now get buck, now get buck
And pop ya p**y if you don't give a f**
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now if you heard what I said then get crunk, get crunk
Now get buck, now get buck
And pop ya p**y if you don't give a f**
(Crump)
Sweet done an*lyzed the game, now he taught me the sh**
I get some golds in my mouth, platinum game I spit
Pimp done told me 'Vel, these n***as ain't nothin but hoes'
'You make most of ya cheese off production and shows'
See it's all good, lift up ya seat, don't piss on the wood
If these n***as feelin froggy, let 'em come to the hood
It's all gravy daddy, get crunk, get crunk
Talk sh** b**h, and get stomped, get stomped
Big Crump in Baton Rouge and ?? in P.A
I hit moms with 10 grand, now I got money to make
I watch it bubble and shake, choppin lyrical cakes
Niner-Ross on my side, for these busters and fakes
(Chorus)
(Kamikaze)
Don't ever talk to police, don't let 'em know just where you sleep
And watch them k**as cause they creep
And won't believe that thugs get deep
If I said it then I did it, if I speaks it then I live it
And early Christmas we gon' gets it
Cause me and C we 'bout to spit it
???? partner, but I'm not, tryna cypher what I got
To get this sh**, it keeps it hot
Then sell it back to make this knot
You sons a b**hes ain't gon' last, tryna pocket all that hash
Can't even launder all your cash, cause you gon' swander on some a**
I'm like pimps say, it's hatin goin on in P.A
But sh** them same hatin n***as is on them streets where I stay
We go from Jackson back Texas, want some action come and check us
Got that love then come and bless us
Think we soft then come and test us
Just us trill southern n***as, you brought you that bouncin jump
So on your left is Mr. Franklin, on your right is Mr. Crump
Dump them n***as in the trunk, UGK smokin on skunk
Crooked Lettaz ain't no punk, we hit yo city, get it crunk
And ain't not pimp without no ho, ain't no show without my dough
You try to floss but know you poor, cause you's a rapper with no flow
So I'm a tell you out the door, ladies don't look if you's a crow
n***a's don't speak if you's a ho
You got the sweet, n***a let's blow and get crunk
(Chorus) 2x