The Gator Main - Since The 90's lyrics

[Intro: Pimp C] Uhhhh, hol' up Sweet Jones [Verse 1: Pimp C] Uhh, I stay draped up, rocked up Pistol on me, glocked up Got yo' b**h legs in the air, straight co*ked up You say that he a dealer, I don't think he got no brick Real weight selling n***as ain't swapping out sh** I'll get you on the next one You can stop calling Bun Trying to get me off yo' a** Empty the clip and smash the gas I'm Michael Jordan since my record went number one Number two, twenty-three, that's the bullets that fit my gun Say something, p**y n***a you ain't gon' have no face Gangsta party, like E-40 make 'em bring the yellow tape Closed casket b**h Still trying to get it since the 90's I been rich p**y n***a! Hol' Up! Smoke somethin' b**h [Hook x2: Gator Mane & Pimp C] Say what I rose up quick From a O to a brick Then the cheddar got better cause I'm cold on a b**h Ice froze on my wrist Money old then a b**h And why you still tryna get it, since the 90's I been rich p**y n***a! [Verse 2: Gator Mane] From the ? to ? Ugk '94 I was moving bricks through them Cubans on banana boats Plenty hoes say that I'm the blackberry Man*loe Man them b**hes pulling tricks, seen it out the antitope b**h need a fix, Gator Main got the antidope Touch Jay Prince, I'll put a hole through your cantaloupe Busting with this Cali code, you think I'd love that Can-N-Go Yeah I'm from Dallas ho but I don't do know dancing though Ball player, Gator Mane, Pimp C, 40 water Real n***as holla trust, tab a knocker, holy water x2 Yeah b**h get 'yo mind right! Rap-a-Lot ball players! [Hook x2: Gator Mane & Pimp C] [Verse 3: E-40] I'm a monster, triple lobster fettuccine I ain't never been no weenie Light a n***a up with the mini Mini Mini Mac 12 Sending a head with no bail Penitentiary chance is jail f**ing around with this scale Get back sk**s of a fail Just a real n***a 'bout his mail Got that weed for sale Can't leave no 'ye per trail Best believe I'll never tell On the next man, time to expand Elevate to the next plan Transform from the weed to the c**aine Follow my lead and proceed, I'm the dope man My whole family got to eat, I'm the only hope man Living in the ghetto with the goonies and the grimies Been getting money since the mothaf**ing 90's Hung around dope fiends, junkies, alchy's Pushing that ice cream Cadillac outies Holding them rifles, choppers, shottys Questions hot once murdered bodies Biiitch! Who is it? UGK4LiFE [Hook x2: Gator Mane & Pimp C]