1 I wanna you, pimps and players 2 For sharing your with me 3 I wanna all of the hustlers 4 For showing me life, on the street 5 And I that'll I never 6 you 7 Oooo-oooo-ooooh, about you 8 3 All the 4 C'mon, right 5 And I that'll I never 6 you 7 Sprinkle me 8 Uhh, me mayne
Ahh up by the best, check it out Uhh, on the corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the Hillside was his Mo' scrill the rest of the pushers Cause he got a chop in the bushes Dice game, craps, puffin on Taylor's drinkin M.D. 20/20 mixed with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde Around the clock, deuce-four-seven, Where I come dead right, over shit Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a camper Til the beat his bootch down for no reason with the Zenith hammer Things gettin sloppy, dude started rollin over Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the synthetic yola Turf got hot hella heads got shot on dead body Po'-po's on that ass like hot oil Play cards right son everybody can have cash But you gotta get in and out if you expect 'em to
1 Uhh pimps and 2 For your game with me 3 All the 4 Fo' me yo' life on the streets 5 And I know I never 6 you, that's real 7 Sprinkle me 8 me mayne * me mayne
I was sprinkled at a age Laced down with Trump tight, by the best Some of still livin, some of them done been put to rest But I was blessed, and I made it out But I must confess, I a made it without The big timers, the top-hats, the The street hustlers, the pistol Daniel Boone's put it down and paved the way, for me to say The things I say, and I'm to be straight from the Yay To U.K. I this big time talkin shit all day Nationwide, where I stay to where you stay B like the Savage beast, keep yo' game to the rules and don't be sellin out to no police I always paid attention the game was preached Had all the street and the latest speech And now I'm makin mail than a oil well Up all night tryin to get my money orders
1 Uh, uh and players (pimps and players) 2 For your Game with me 3 All the 4 C'mon (c'mon) fo' me yo' life on the streets 5 And I that'll I never 6 Forget you, that's so real 7 me mayne 8 Sprinkle me * Suga, me gal * c'mon uh, sprinkle me gal
It started my momma (yo' momma?) Hard headed and all She said, Only the survive, Suga stay strong Seein a of fools, that used to ride Smob, jobbin knew they was raw Without a pot to in Used to drive the turf in them candy paint Benzes I've run all this that the hustlers pop Spittin game to keep a notch on the jock Now the game's the same, but the changed Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it mayne timer (timer timer) Uhh, yeah, that's my sprinkle thee Paper steady flowin to the dome It ain't no place like home, oooh Pay my and give my contributions To all the soldiers on the and in the institutions
1 Insti-tutions {I thank you, pimps and players} that's right 2 FO' yo' game with me 3 Uhh ooh ooh ooh} all the hustlers 4 so damn real 5 And I that'll I never 6 {Forget forget you 7 me mayne, sprinkle me mayne {and that's real} 8 C'mon, me mayne {yeah} that's right * Lace me mayne {sprinkle
right? Forty-water, from the click With my Suga T Lettin y'all how we do it up in the Yay 7-0-7 1-0 That's the carI with And it for all the hustlers nationwide Pimpin players, for tyin my and lacin me up