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