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UGK lyrics
"Look at Me Lyrics"
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[Pimp C talking]
Hold up hold up hold up
Starring at the bar mutherfuckers
Eye pussy-know what I'm talking bout
[Verse 1-Pimp C]
I'm Pimp C bitch so what you need (what you need)
I got some cocain and some California weed (fornia weed)
I fell in love with my chrome-plated bitch (plated bitch)
Break it make it pop the trunk and hit the switch (hit the switch)
Bitches jockin niggas hatin drunk off gin and soko
If he keep on talkin shit I knock his meat out his taco
They think I'm playin cuz I'm in gators and rocks (rocks)
But I pop this mutherfucker till it stop (stop)
{Chorus--Pimp C
So look at me mutherfucker look at me (look at me)
Look at me mutherfucker look at me (look at me)
When you see me bitch
Until we say good bye Lyrics
It isn't really over- until we say good-bye. And we won't have an end- unless it's allowed to begin. It isn't really over- until we say good-bye. But not tonight- that wouldn't be right. So just allow me- one more lustful embrace. One last chance- to see your face. Only one more kiss- upon my lips. Before I forget it's- sweet soft taste. I know that- things may have gone sour. And that these- maybe our last loving hours.
tell me what you see (what you see)It isn't really over- until we say good-bye. And we won't have an end- unless it's allowed to begin. It isn't really over- until we say good-bye. But not tonight- that wouldn't be right. So just allow me- one more lustful embrace. One last chance- to see your face. Only one more kiss- upon my lips. Before I forget it's- sweet soft taste. I know that- things may have gone sour. And that these- maybe our last loving hours.
Look at me mutherfucker look at me (look at me)
[Verse 2-Bun B]
Hey... Hey yo I sips the 8
Plus I whips the weight
So while you tripps and hate
I flips your fate
Straight to rip from grapeland
Nigga i use to cook a diffrent scale
Now what we be scorin will make them beams tripple break
Washed out up in the rippas way
Makin you miss the whip we take
And squeezin mine surely
Though I drive horibly
Niggas die for me
And the killers in the sky swarm me
Some fly charmin neiborhood pimps
Take a good glimpse
Smokin on them Cali Hollywood hemps
Look at me
{Chorus x 2
[Verse 3-Pimp C]
Now I done scrapped and crawled
Now whip my benz grip my balls
Shit don't pause
Y'all niggas know that I don't fuck with y'all
Fuck the laws undercovers wanna see me stopped
Tap my phone follow my chrome
Another hits the block
But niggas know that Port Author is to small nigga
Thats why the snitches get the pistol to his hilfiger
AK-47 test up and I'm bout to bet
With a loaded automatic if they catch me I'm goin fed
What that bitch said
Pimpin ain't dead
I'm still gettin head
Got your dike bitch in my waterbed
Hit her from behin (hind)
4 or 5 times
Put that dick up in her spine
I done blew your bitch mind
look at me
{Chorus x 1
[Verse 4-Bun B]
It's like monkey see monkey do
So fuck you and your funky crew
You don't
27 Years Lyrics
A man with a mind set on trend genocide Fulci, friends and bottles of booze I inhale All my time I spend right beside my own kind 27 Years and I still care Fulci and friends with a beer in my hand Watching the dead eat the living again All my life I've spent time taking pride in who I am and all about 27 Years Horror and beer Time spent believing What my eyes keep seeing Living through cannibals, zombies and horror Age 2
bang in the trunk we doA man with a mind set on trend genocide Fulci, friends and bottles of booze I inhale All my time I spend right beside my own kind 27 Years and I still care Fulci and friends with a beer in my hand Watching the dead eat the living again All my life I've spent time taking pride in who I am and all about 27 Years Horror and beer Time spent believing What my eyes keep seeing Living through cannibals, zombies and horror Age 2
And smokin on skunky to
Now fuck me who?-You gots me fucked up
Strong arm your city threw them up
And leave it bucked up
Maybe if you lucked up
Naw look like you stuck Chuck
Your men of war turned into pussies in menapause
Now how the fuck you gon win a war
Bitch I'm in a car that will make you go deaf
The reason why your hoe left
Makes you wanna go left
Whoa nef catch a slow death
Cuz bitch my 4 fell
Mackin on straight smack a bum
I don't brag but I'm toe taggin um
Now we draggin um
Out the river just like to use
Crack the brews
And keeps about 50 case I wanna fuck a dike or 2
look at me
[Pimp C]
Look at him bitch
Show your tattoos {*16X*