I Git Down 4 Mine - Bun B

I Do This Sh*t For Pimp C b***h So What The F**k

Is Up

Step roll niggaz still take your f**kin nuts

UGK 4 Life ni**a none shife ni**a

And you can get it by the pistol or the knife ni**a

No more days b***h I ain't got the time

I got b**ches on my d**k and money on my mind

The South is on my back I told it like Atlas

And you can never pack this you ain't had the practice

Crack sh*t street talk hood life thug sh*t

All that and then some started this d**g sh*t

Cookies we cooked that highway we did that

Paper we stacked that bodies we hid that

Rich wrapped and packed up and stamped with the logo

Now we got it hoppin just like a pogo poppin like the popo

Word to my D C niggaz on Go go

Ask em they know bro

Cause you know what it is you ain't got to ask

We gettin down to biz ni**a do the math

Somebody check the clock and tell em what the's time

Cause I'm a trill ni**a I get down for mine

I get down for mine I get down for mine

Cause I'm a trill ni**a I get down for mine

I get down for mine I get down for mine

Cause I'm a trill ni**a I get down for mine

Primetime player first class flyer

High life liver luxury good buyer

I'm a modern day pariah tell it like Richard Pryor

And won't stop rockin til I retire

So call me siah the Underground King

I'm known to let em hang to the floor it ain't a thing

The first one to swing the first one to bang

These p**sy niggaz sweet I think they sippin on the Tang

Dang that's when keepin it real goes wrong

Singin the same old song take off your thong

Say you wanna get like me then try harder

It's more than just some gangsta Nikes and a Starter

You got a father I know he ain't proud

He probably wished he would of pulled out no doubt

You've been a b***h since birth

No lie And you gon be a b***h on the day that you die

I get down for mine

I get down for mine

I get down for mine

I get down for mine

I get down for mine

I get down for mine

I get down for mine

You motherf**kers ain't ready for the return of original trillness

Imitated never duplicated on some real sh*t

I pull your card then I pull the steel

And then I pop it now tell me how them bullets feel

Kneel b**ches say I got that whip appeal

When they see me rin on candy grippin wheel

Oh not goin for bad b***h I'm goin for broke

And you already know it's fire when you see the smoke

You already know it's fire even before we spoke

And you know you gonna see the gun fire when he loc

And like a beast spoke splash on em and smash on em

Then fire up the swishy sweet and leave the ash on em

Cause Bun B is a winner put your cash on em

Or cash out cause I'm layin his a** out

Soon as I pass up that's when they pass out

Ni**a I'm the first goin in and I'm the last out