8ball - Meal Ticket lyrics

[Master P] My potna gave me $50, put me in the game I been slangin weed then I moved up to cane Pushin dem bouldas, slangin dem quarters I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I'm a balla! Pushin in weight, from state to state n***as ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it's U.G.K Pimp C said, "P, what's really goin on?" I said what's really happenin, he said, "I gotta pocket full of stones!" Now P be dat new kid on the block 36 O-Z's choppin up rocks in my rock shop And label me a drug deala, just anotha hard n***a Rest in peace to 2Pac, and the rest of ya'll thug n***as Playaz hookin up, tryin to make work Sendin work from FedEx to UPS trucks Now P livin lavish, caviar and cabbage Peppers and beans, and grits and cabbage Down South hustlin, ballin, slangin n***as teamin up, some n***as g**nin Used to drink 40s, now it's Moet Used to roll cutla**, now it's benzes and vets ?Becketts? on my fingaz, Rolex watches Hoes on the block, bounce that azz, I mean p**y poppin Label me an alien, just like Outkast Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it fast Cause I'm bout it, ya'll know I'm rowdy Ask Big Mo and John Henry if ya'll doubt it Hooked up with 8-ball and MJG Cause we tryin to get a meal ticket from these streets (Hook) Tryin to get a meal ticket (8X) [8-Ball] 8-ball and MJG, southside representin, a n***a came to mention These hoes can't touch my pimpin Mobbin through the swamp, P and me and G and U.G.K ?Hustlin? as a muthaf**a, f** what these hoes say! [MJG] Cause we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches, drivin me crazy Lady, can I claim yo baby, honey call me the ?shady?, maybe Construct the thinkin, we're turnin' to duckies bankin' No laws somebody save me a slice of meat up in my grave [8-ball] Captain Save Em, pay em, before you get to lay em Got a real n***a's job, so damn hard tryin to play em Weigh em, no weigh me, cause that's what they gon pay me Pimpin ain't dead baby, just ask MJG [MJG] Who be I? MJG, he be me! But if I was he, and you was I, who would you see? Where is justice when ya hungry, I do it only Pertainin bustas, fakes, and phonies About that money, where my ticket? Hook (8X) [Pimp C] Cocaine lady, white lady sellin good I'm leanin' on the leather, and I'm grippin on the wood I'm feelin on the ??? ballin in the ?slant back? I'm Pimp C, b**h and trill n***as roll Cadillac Bad a** b**hes can't leave my dick alone I done bout me a key and changed my name to James Jones Pimpin ain't dead, ya heard what I said How the f** is pimpin dead when b**hes still givin me head? Lickin my a** if ??? be the deala [Bun B] s** the nut up out a ??? bucket slow down suave n***a Now b**h I be the prison pushin' everything, a 4 for 4 doors, king of the Quarters f**in with nothin but queens and they daughters Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I flow like a Asian, Malaysian Saudi Arabian, African I be blazin' In the Golden Gate, swish it out, holdin weight, I hits the block, I'm Rollin bait, Them fiends come out, they know they got to ?stole the case? I motivate, fiends, dealas, ballas, hatas, shops and boppas Jekll and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde, and n***as that ride with Glocks and choppas Where we out? Hook and fade