******* in the Back of the Ride

[Pimp C] Pimp
C ************! So what the ******* is up?
Step wrong ******* and
I'll take ya ****** nuts!
Got mo' **** than a pharmacy ho
Got a job for the city ************
I'm shovelin snow
South Texas mother******* that's where
I stay Gettin ************ from these ******* every god damn day
Kick it with a trill ******* so you best not trip
Bought the
Caddy crossed the pier and kicked to
Ganksta Nip
Southern weight, get it straight, ******* them 20's and 10's
On the low my ****** momma knows some ?
Mother******* either down or the mother******* ain't
And if ya ************-ass ain't, then ya ************ is in the paint
If ya gal look fine you better hide the ************
Cause if I find her
I'ma ****** make her suck my ************
That **** for your momma and your sister too
And if I'm locked down then tell that ************t might go for you
Don't try to get no false nuts,
I take 'em sucker
****** 'round with
C you'll be a dead mother*******
******* only 17 but
I'm runnin the show
Sellin **** from
Louisiana down to
El Segundo, ha!
I think it's only fair that
I should knock on wood
Cause my ************ is on the street, ************ sell real good
And all my ho know not to trip, ************ ******* petty
I'll take out my nine and shoot ya in ya ****** titty
Hoe *******z forty-five tryin to, 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, ******* in the back of the ride, mother*******! [Chorus x8: w/ variations]
******* in the back of the ride (Yeeeeeah, mother*******!) [Bun B]
Yeah it's
Bun B ************, and
I'm the king of the [?] trade
Pockets fat as ******* from all the ducats the brother made
Hoes like to jock, but see
I try to contain 'em
They droppin them drawers because
I move they ******* in
But I just laugh, cause ************ games be triflin
The legs get spread,
I cut that ass like a knife then bust a nut on her stomach, wash my ************ in the sink
And buy a 40 at the store, from the god damn *******
**** 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 ******* 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' god damn neck
Big ************ in my drawers, the *******z from down
South Down to put a twelve gauge in yo' god damn mouth!
Think I'm playin ************ try me, it ain't no thang
Put them hands up ************, and kiss this god damn ring
Cause I move tons of ****, twenty-four hours a day
******* from
Argentina to the '
Frisco bay
DEA try to stop me yo, but they ************t ain't cold
Cause the *******'s got politicians on the
Big Tyme 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
Just some mo' ******* in the back of the ride, ************! [Curtis Mayfield sample plays briefly] [repeat to fade] "******* in the back of the ride"