Pimp C - Finer Thangs lyrics

Pimp C: Pimp C Baby, wood grain, and dome I mess with you girl cause you got it going on And I was locked up in here you was taking trips While them other n***as gone, watching and shaking them hips Not in the club, I can see them dancing for tips But they was not freaking for free, now baby ain't that a trip You the Princess of the South And I gotta be the king So girl you might as well get used to having finer thangs Baby Brooke Valentine: Oooh, boy was it this way to love me, you? Now you, got me feenin' for the JUICE Taking me on shopping sprees around the world So good to me, when I was just a country girl! Can't help the way I'm turning out I'm in love with him without a doubt And the boy can really turn it out He got the whoole world in his hands! You got me used to all the finer thangs (You got me) infatuated by what money brangs (Yo' money brings) Cop Fendi, rings, and watches Celebrate, (everything) You got me used to all the finer thangs (finer thangs) Slim Thug: Mane, I met this chick so fine So bad I had to hit one time and this b**h still sticking around She was supposed to be a one night stand p**y was so good, sh** she ended up staying Bout one or two weeks, going at it like freaks Every day, all day had me walking around weak Got me doing strange things like tricking out change Partners looking at me like Thuggy you gone mane I can't the deny it, I had it, this chick's so tough Only thing on my mind is trying to f*ck They say do what make you happy, right? So for now I'm on set mode, sleeping up with her for days Brooke Valentine: You got me used to all the finer thangs (You, OoOoh) infatuated by what money brings (Oh, baby) Cop Fendi, rings, and watches Celebrate (All those thangs, all those thangs) You got me used to all the finer thangs (finer thangs) Pimp C: When I met you, You was trying to smoke out Get your do' out, Got with me and I showed you how to get the dough out n***a told so many lies that when I told you the truth It was valuable to you like I bought a GT coupe Not to mention, I'm USDA, I got the meat And I'm highly respected, and I'm protected in the streets You representin' me, so that's why you gotta ride right That's why we're slamming magic doors That's what we're staying and drink tonight (It's going down) Brooke Valentine: You got me used to all the finer thangs (Youu) infatuated by what money brings (I'm so infatuated!) Cop Fendi, rings, and watches Celebrate, (everything) You got me used to all the finer thangs (finer thangs) Baby that is what you do You got me so used to all of the finer thangs (finer thangs) Baby, that is what you do Got me so used to, all of the finer thangs (finer thangs) Yeah-Yeah, Yeah-Yeah, Yeah-Yeah Oh It will never change You got me used to all of the finer thangs! (Song Fades Out with Scarface F*ck Faces beat)