Big Gipp - On Your Mind lyrics

[Chorus: Jagged Edge] I know you got a man at home (at home) Don't go and do nothin' crazy You ain't gotta make a move Baby, let me put this on your mind! I know you got a man at home (at home!) But think about this here for later (later!) You ain't gotta make a move Baby, let me put this on your mind! Let me put this, let me put this Let me put this on your mind! [Verse 1: Pimp C:] Get down girl, just like Pharrell sizzaid Cheat on ya man ma, that's how you get ahizzhea" I ain't tryna lock ya down and take ya time (take ya time) I'm just tryna put this dick off in ya mind (mind) Go hit ya spine like a Viking supposed to Keep ya n***a in ya life or let a young n***a mold you We stayin' prayed of paper, the ammunition for the devil Getting our blessings, goin' to that other level (level) Bet these n***as can't get it, can't see Can't touch it, can't read, cause them n***as ain't me And girl I don't dream, everythang come true These hoes tryna choose me, but b**h I'm tryna f** with you (I'm tryna f** with you!) [Chorus] [Verse 2: Big Zak:] She gotta n***a at home? Of course you do Cause if ya didn't, I'd think somethin' was wrong with you I can't see a n***a splitting up, divorcing you You hot like cayenne, proportion you Nah image is everythang, time is money Let me beat right quick and skeet on yo' tummy Chill up a shot of Patron, roll a blunt of the kush I'm kinda old school, still like hair on the puss Now he's yo' provider, pays the bills And me? I provide dick hard as steel For my last birthday she arranged a menage And graduated from the drive-way to the garage Ha! [Chorus] [Verse 3: Ali] Now you can catch me sippin' somethin' with a cork in a bottle Smokin bad on that purp or the fourth with a model I don't party much, when I do I blow through it I confess, I talk about it more than I do it I'm the vacation type, white ostrich Bugatti On the beach with a young Chevy Belle Afonte No P.O., no court, no Glock Bought these mainly, fresh purr, no socks [Verse 4: Gipp] Gipp rollin in a candy Jeep G-50 On the weekend it's the LS 460 Overseas, steering wheel on the right side And you wouldn't believe that that's a seven forty-five Where you goin'? What it is? What's ya name? ESP jeans and hardly true religion on her man (hey!) Tryna fill corners, make some more chips Drive a few whips, old school chrome lips Flown through the park, dippin' downtown Four-door Cruiser with the top break down (down!) Floors and the walls all oak on the private coach And we all gon' let it burn on the "Love Boat" [Chorus: w/ variations] [Outro] Pimp C, UGK for life man! That's my n***a right there! Fo' shizzle, dizzle! Back on the streets, Daddy! The Pimpalation man! Right here, live in person man! Fenzel Washington, it's Pimpin in Motion man! P.I.M you undersmell that? Yeah, we doin' it real big man! Jazze Pha, Pimp C, Jagged Edge, Big Zak, Gipp & Ali Whoa boy! Masterly coordinated! Ooooweee [Chorus]