Steal Your Mind
UGK, Too $hort, Snoop Dogg
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Churrrch say playa, ay manye This Pimp C, mayne Ya bitch just got peeled, mayne I gotcha hoe, mayne look here, mayne Is you gon' gimme the bitch clothes Or we gon' have to go To war around this bitch Hol' up, church-y CHOSE I'm never gon' give a black eye to the game (gaaaame) True to the code, real pimp, never lame (lame) niggas say I'm fraud (fraud) and not a real mack (mack) Word to the pimp God I don't hit you niggas striaght if I did It's cross-country with his face in his mind (miiind) Two from his rare, 40-hoe dime (40-hoe dime) If yo' bitch already chose from The CD and the cover in the liner 'bout the hoe fuckin on top of the cover I stole yo' bitch Cause you not a good guuuuuy You cain't control her body If you cain't control her mind (miiiind, miiiind) That was a line from "The Mack" If you LOSE all the bitches You can have the hoe back (You can have the hoe back, hoe back You can have the hoe back) Man with a dark and demon-like voice Now listen here, Bun chad You gotta get these hoes And you gotta break 'em like They NEVER been broke befo' You gotta get inside they mind Cause once you got they mind You control their body And once you got the body - YOU GOT IT ALL She was a pretty young thang, 21 years old With a mouth made of gold And a platinum pussy hole (hole) Blind as an owl, made it fresh off the bus (bus) She lookin for a dream, but she just met us (us) you wanna meet a star, baby Don't look in the sky (sky) It's three right in front of you: me Myself & I (I) You ask me the truth and I'm A tell you no lie This is Playa International, but call it PI (I) now anywhere you wanna go Baby I could take ya Anyone you wanna be, baby I can make ya Whitney or Mariah or, Be yon-cé But you cain't have a husband or a fi-an-cé No boyfriends, niggas or, live-in-lovers F*ck ya baby daddy's mama Daddy, sisters and, brothers If ya let me in, once, I'm a never let go And that's how you steal her mind And make a top, notch, hoe (What's hap'nin?) this ol' manye Holla at me, hit me with some 'Frisco game Umm, he said, 'It's yo' thang Man, you doin that Pimpin boy you did yo' thang" So, I'm doin my thang, spit my game I keep my hoes in candy canes Look in the mirror, say it twice Yeah bitch, I'm Candymanye Takin ya mind, makin you mine Put you with the Dogg - yeah And have you fuckin with a Team full of ball players I'm talkin NBA, and the NFL Girl, I'm major with this shit I got clientele I know the presidents, CEOs' and managers Get this money for me Let the Boss Dogg manage ya Real pimpin in the motherfuckin house That's what the bih'ness is FOOL whatchu talkin bout? I know you fuckin with me boo Tell pimpin he's a mark You should came and sell some pussy For the Dogg After Dark Woof, woof, woof, woof Say mayne, what I can Never understand, playa, is How these broads can go out, man In a pourin rain and Freezin cold, man, and y'know Ahhh with nuthin on, man Ah-and-and-and sell they bodies to These tricks man and Put themselves in a position to get G-get beat or ah ah Raped, or ah even KILLED, man And take this money And, all this money they make and bring It back to these niggas man (Aww, that's cause ya pimpin, CHUUCH') Oh, I'm not talkin 'bout me, man I'm talkin bout them other niggas And that's real From the big cities to the small towns You can find 'em everywhere That's why I move all around Yeah, she's a fine thang She ain't heard my game Make ME ya man and I'll Expand ya whole mindframe i sell Whole lotta things she never heard before I'm doin the mack real fast I'm makin HER my whore - BEEEITCH'! I call the plays, I'm not fazed But when I look in her eyes This bitch is amazed I'm all nonchalant, and she's so excited It's that Pimpin Incorperated, that PI shit I change ya life, bitch! You never liked it Usta be, broke as hell Now you drive a fly whip Chose on a real one, who Laced you with the fame, girl Feels like a dream Don't it? Ain't even a same world All you gotta do is, everything I say I'll be ya daddy and ya man I'll never let you get up on it (Let you get up on it, let you get up on it) Yeah steal ya mind, beyotch! Pimp C, rest in peace
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Written by: STEVIE BELOW, CALVIN BROADUS, CHAD BUTLER, BERNARD FREEMAN, TODD SHAW
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