My potna gave me dollar, put me in the game I been slangin' then I moved up to cane Pushin' dem bouldas, slangin' dem I got 'em 2 for 3, God dammit, I'm a
Pushin' in weight from to state Niggaz ridin' on my mobile phone, it's UGK Pimp C said, "P, what's really on?" I said, "What's really happenin?" He said, "I gotta full of stones"
Now P, be dat new kid on the 36 OZ's choppin' up rocks in my shop And label me a drug deala, just anotha nigga Rest in peace to 2Pac and the of y'all thug niggas
hookin' up, tryin' to make work Sendin' from FedEx to UPS trucks Now P lavish, caviar and cabbage Peppers and beans and and cabbage
south hustlin', ballin', slangin' Niggaz teamin' up, some niggaz gang to drink 40s, now it's mo whet Used to cutlass, now it's Benz's and vets
Beckett on my fingaz, Rolex Hoes on the block, bounce that ass, I mean poppin' Label me an alien, just Outkast 'Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it
'Cause I'm it, y'all know I'm rowdy Ask Big Mo and John Henry if y'all it Hooked up 8-ball and MJG 'Cause we tryin' to get a meal ticket from streets
to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a meal to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket
and MJG, south side representin' A nigga came to mention these hoes can't touch my through the swamp, P and me and G and UGK Somethin' that a muthafucka fuck, what hoes say?
we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches drivin' me crazy Lady, can I yo' baby? Honey, call me the Shady, maybe Construct the thinkin', turnin' to duckies bankin' No laws save me a slice of meat up in my grave
save 'em, pay 'em, before you get to lay 'em Got a real job, so damn hard tryin to play 'em Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that's what they pay me Pimpin' ain't dead baby, ask MJG
Who be I? MJG, he be me but if I was he And you was I, who would you see? One of us is That ya hungry, I do it only, pertainin' bustas Fakes, and phonies, about money, where my ticket?
Tryin' to get a ticket to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a ticket
Cocaine lady, white lady, good I'm leanin' on the and I'm grippin' on the wood I'm feelin' on the great in the slant back I'm Pimp C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz Cadillac
Bad ass bitches can't my dick alone I done 'bout me a key and changed my to James Jones Pimpin' ain't dead, ya heard what I How the fuck is pimpin' dead? Qhen bitches givin' me head? Lickin' my ass if he'd be the deala
Suck the nut up out a bucket slow down suave nigga Now bitch I be the pushin' everythin' A 4 for 4 doors, king of the Fuckin' nothin' but queens and they daughters
Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I like a Asian, Malaysian Saudi Arabian, I be blazin' in the Golden Gate, swish it out weight, I hits the block, I'm rollin' bait, them fiends come out They they got to stole the cake, I motivate
Fiends dealas, ballas, hatas, and boppas and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde, and niggaz That with glocks and choppas where we out
Tryin' to get a ticket to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a ticket
to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a ticket