DJ Scream!
(Maybach music...)
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Pimp C in my ca**ette deck
Pimp C in my ca**ette deck
I'm just wait too trill
I live way too trill
Born to hustle like I'm Chad Butler
And you know I keep a tall cup a'
Time to pop me a pill
I'm just way too trill
I'm ridin dirty in my Benzo
I'm pimpin women, I got ten hoes
Bumpin a "Pocket Full of Stones"
And you know I'm smoking strong
You know my partners put me on
I'm callin' Bun B on the phone
Cause my n***a so dope
And all my n***a sold dope
Huh!
[Hook: Rick Ross]
I ain't..it's something real
Someone feel the..
Pimp C in my ca**ette deck
I ain't..that's something real
Pimp C in my ca**ette deck
Someone feel..
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Pimp C in my ca**ette deck, bangin out of my head set
Talkin about some p**y that he left with it
And k**ed it like a d**h threat
This is the life of a jet set
But jazzy yella boppers that you just met
Bust it open and leave your bed wet
This is the life of a king
Money and power and j**elry that bling
b**hes that bathe you and kiss on your rings (they kiss on your rings?)
Amongst other things, we got cars that cost like a house
Houses that cost like a sub-division
Pitchin I see and I love the position
So know when you rep, this thug on a mission
I'm trillin than most, realer than all
Haters watchin but still I'm a ball
Put your name up with RIP on the wall
From gladiators that I k** if I call
We got work in the walls
The money is under the floor
And the guns in every room
And they light yo a** up if you come to the door
Better know PA is the town
Repping for life and I'm holding it down
Give a f** if you like how it sound
Cause Port Arthur Texas ain't f**ing around
So I'm coping my top leading my fifth poppin my trunk
Chucking the deuce while I'm sipping my juice
And I'm turning it up b**h I'm getting the crunk
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Slim Thug]
Pimp C in my ca**ette deck, Cad' paint drippin wet
Hundred thou' on my neck, pay cash, no check
Rip microphones like I'm sweet James Jones
See, I can't believe that my n***a Pimp gone
Chrome spokes pokin' out the side of the Caddy
Keep a set of s**y yellas ridin with daddy
But it's for the money, never for the honey
I'm a trill n***a she can't get sh** from me
I make them hoes pay me, pimpin bought me this Mercedes
Ever since I was a baby had them ladies going crazy
Ain't got a pimp cup but I got a sip cup
Doubled up muddy, full of that purple stuff
That Big Moe, that Pimp C, that DJ Screw, trill n***as feel me
And I'mma stay trill till a n***a k** me
Even after that I still be forever known trill
[Hook]