Cocaine In the Back of the Ride

Pimp C, bitch!

So, what the fuck is up?

Step wrong, ****, and I'll take ya fuckin' nuts

Got mo' dope than a pharmacy, ho

Got a job for the city, bitch, I'm shovelin' snow

South Texas motherfucker, that's where I stay

Gettin' pussy from these bitches every god damn day

Kick it with a trill ****, so you best not trip

Bought the Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to Gangsta Nip

Southern weight, get it straight, fuck them 20's and 10's

On the low my fuckin' momma, no such things called friends

Motherfucker either down or the motherfucker ain't

And if ya bitch ass ain't, then ya dick is in the paint

If ya gal look fine you better hide the bitch

'Cause if I find her, I'ma fuckin' make her suck my dick

That dope for your momma and your sister too

And if I'm locked down then tell that shit might go with you

Don't try to get no false nuts, I take 'em sucker

Fuckin' 'round with see you'll be a dead motherfucker

**** only seventeen but I'm runnin' the show

Sellin' dope from Louisiana down to El Segundo, ha!

I think it's only fair that I should knock on wood

'Cause my bitch is on the street, pussy sell real good

And all my ho know not to trip, bitch fuck pretty

I'll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya fuckin' titty

Ho **** forty five tryna get with me

Sellin' fifty dollar slabs as I'm slangin' them Ki's

If you need to get some powder I'm fully supplied

I got the cocaine in the back of the ride, motherfucker!

Cocaine in the back of the ride

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Cocaine in the back of the ride

Yeah it's Bun B bitch, and I'm the king of the other trade

Pockets fat as fuck from all the duckets the brother made

Hoes like to jock but see I try to contain 'em

They droppin' them drawers because I move they cocaine in

But I just laugh, 'cause pussy games be triflin'

The legs get spread, I cut that ass like a knife

Then bust a nut on her stomach, wash my dick in the sink

And buy a 40 at the store from the goddamn chink

Dope games keep ya sick, just like a disease

Movin' Ki's, makin' G's, hoes drop to they knees

Little kids on the corner, steady grabbin' they nuts

Sayin', "I wish I was Bun when I grow the fuck up"

Baby blue Riviera, Dayton and laced rims

Khaki pants, black sweater with the U.G.K. brim

Black gat fully loaded, ****, come with respect

Step up the wrong way I'll break yo' goddamn neck

Big dick in my drawers, the **** from down South

Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' goddamn mouth

Think I'm playin', bitch try me, it ain't no thang

Put them hands up bitch and kiss this goddamn ring

'Cause I move tons of dope, 24 hours a day

Cocaine from Argentina to the Frisco Bay

D.E.A. try to stop me, yo, but they shit ain't cold

'Cause the ****'s got politicians on the big time payroll

Narcotic agents wearin cement shoes

Reported missin' on the news, they singin' the blues, yo

'Cause if they get my money, ****, I'll let it slide

There's some mo' cocaine in the back of the ride, bitch

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