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Pimp C » Overstand Me
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	(Hook: Pimp C ) Everybody rapping like they ballin and they rich I see 'em in the streets, I ain't believing they shit Every-everybody rapping like they ballin and they rich I see 'em in the streets, I ain't believing they shit Every-everybody rapping like they ballin and they rich I see 'em in the streets, I ain't believing they shit If they diamonds ain't shinin and they rollin K steel While I'm grippin on the grain, sippin lean, and poppin pills Every... (Pimp C over Hook:) Check one two, one two, bitch! I see your lips quivering but I don't hear nothing! Knalmtalkinbout!? Man these niggaz is Mr. Magoo man Uh!!! (Pimp C:) Everybody wanna be on some "Superfly" shit (shit!) But I'm the closest thang to Priest that you gon' see bitch! I'ma pretty yellow nigga, keep my finger on the trigger (trigger!) Y'all know the scope, Polo FUCK HILFIGER! (fuck Hilfiger!) I see you niggaz on the slab, ya jewelry lookin funny (uh!) Y'all ain't seeing no rap or no +Dirty Money+ (Dirty Money!) I be in the streets lettin my nuts hang (hang!) Boys wanna 'bang bang', nigga it ain't no main thang (main thang!) Coward niggaz makin death threats (death threats!) I leave ya pussy and ya chest wet (wet!) I ride around in P.A. one deep in a Bentley (uh!) Bitch if you 'bout it, come and fuck with me (fuck with me!) But bitch you better bring an arsenal (uh!) Because if you miss me you ain't gon' make it to the hospital! (bitch!) And if ya hit me, they gon' kill ya family Pussy nigga ain't gon' win, bitch do you overstand me? (Hook) (Trae:) Everybody actin like they ballin in this bitch Until a nigga get up outta the drop and simply fallin on that Benz 83's, I'ma swang a swanger, with ice the price of a house And I'm the truth, muthafuck the rest, look at this 30 in my mouth You in the presence of a playa, keep yo' cool 'cause I might go off When I hop out, suicide roaring Gators, fuckin yo' toes off And I walk with a attitude like, "Fuck them niggaz, they can't see me" I guess they love to ride my dick 'cause they watchin me like I'm TV While these niggaz out here rapping and capping 'bout what they got or be the reason they get punched in the mouth and ran off the block I ain't gotta say I'm ballin, bitch you see it on my wrist Grippin grain, VVS on my fist and these haters pissed They ice don't even shine like the watch that I got Then again they never seen the size of the rocks that I got Now getcha mind right, nigga you a simp Real recognize trill, so I'm fuckin with the Piiimmmppp!!! (Hook) (Chamillionaire:) I ain't believing that... knalmtalkinbout, let's handle business baby! Yeah... grippin on the grain (you know what it is!) Geyeah!! You ain't the truth and I'm talkin to you, ya jewelry sho' actin funny Get it appraised for less than me when I'm wearin no ice ya dummy! Better not think ya thinkin of ballin 'cause ya showed up at Johnny Wrappin them hundreds on top of ones like it's a whole bunch of money My golds white and sunny, you equivalent with "it depends" Whether or not you knows the seventy thousand dollar difference Fix ya lens, getcha spend, ya game been up and still pretend that ya spend, dividends, don't pretend that yo' whip's a Benz You talkin 'bout they slang and even got no thang Niggaz be talkin 'bout they swang and even got no swangs Spent my broad, leave a complaint, I ain't gon' charge her to the game Tellin that hoe to release a Visa, then I'ma charge her for a ring Me and Pimp be ridin candy 'llac, that's a Cadillac my nigga, matter fact And I sold it to 'em, plus he had a track So he grabbed the deck and then he added that Them boys was frontin like they had the stacks So my nigga told me that they had the Jag I picked the phone up and I handled that That's multi-jewelry, let 'em have it back (Hook, repeat 'til fade)
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