Pourin' Up

Smoke something bitch

A trademark, know what I'm talking about?

Young Pimp, know what we doing?

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

I'm smoking out, pouring up, keeping lean up in my cup

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it

Gripping grain, switching lanes

Selling cocaine outta candy thang

Jamming Lil' Wayne gotta trunk of bang

'Cause I'm a Hot Boy, gotta hot flame

And my hoes pay me just like baby

That's the only way they can lay me

**** shoot slugs but they ain't graze me

They want Sweet Jones be pushing daisies

But you slow and lazy you can't fade me

That's the reason I knock your lady

How you gonna pimp wit'cha dick up in her

I told the pimp, God, that you was a sinner

You taking these square hoes out to dinner

The bitch chose me 'cause she want a winner

I mix her whole head up like a blender

Ho need a daddy, you're pretender

I used to be a young drug dealer now, now I'm a young girl stealer

I hit the streets like just like Steve Jackson

****, say my name, watch ya bitch reaction

Sweet Jones or Sweet James

Switched my name and finger fucked the game

The **** fell off 'cause his raps are shitty

Plus a **** need to move up out the city

The game gritty, but the bitch pretty

Lemme snort some white girl up off ya titty

Ya heard me right I play with what I knows

Wear platinum piece and with Gucci clothes

Paid my dues, I ain't came to lose

I wear Marvin Blackman tennis shoes

In the winter time, mink coat to match

The mink on the floor in my candy 'Lac

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

I'm smoking out, pouring out, keeping lean up in my cup

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it

Uh, I'm coming out in that candy thang, 8 carats in my pinky rang

Drop the top in the parking lot, so y'all can see butter guts and swangs

Candy paint what Im flipping on, 84's and vogues what I'm tripping on

Momo wood grain I'm gripping on, gripping on

I said Candy paint what I'm flipping on

84's and vogues what I'm sipping on

Momo wood grain I'm gripping on, codeine in cup I'm sipping on

I hog the lane in that candy train

Swangin' left to right, then I turn up the bang

I'ma say it for those who don't know my name know my name

They call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick

Ice Age, the name you can't tell by the wrists?

I sit on buck in that candy 6, and I keep that thing real handy, bitch

I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run

'Cause I don't got no love for them, but hard dick and bubble gum

I said I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run

'Cause I don't got no love for them, but hard dick and bubble gum

I said I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun, do hoes bad and leave 'em on the run

'Cause I don't got no love for them, but hard dick and bubble gum

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

I'm smoking out, pouring out, keeping lean up in my cup

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it

When I pull the slab out and hit the block

Wit' them 4's and vogues they clankin' out

When they trunk pop, drop the top

Don't be surprised you can go in shock

With them neon lights, candy paint, belts and buckles across the back

Don't disrespect or call this a Cadi, maybe this more than just a 'Lac

Some like it white, but I'ma roll the green, purple dro up in the swisha

Horny ladies sitting on the grill, wood grain to grip, it's hard to miss us

We G, so don't dismiss us, been here before gonna be here later

Down with that, you understand the G Code

And if you don't then you's hater

If so, I can't roll wit'cha, it ain't how I do it, man

I'm from Texas P.A. to be exact, where we screw it, man

U.G.K. for life is the family, that's how we get down

Bring them trill **** to ya 'hood and shut ya shit down

Playa, you need to sit down, you outta your league

Tryna keep with the trill, you just might die of fatigue

You cant carry the load, you can't carry the weight

Not like them boys up out that Lone Star state, so get it straight

We be

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

Smoking out, pouring out, putting dick up in yo' slut

All my cars got leather and wood, in my 'hood we call it buck

I'm smoking out, pouring out, keeping lean up in my cup