Pimp C - Use Me Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Pimp C] I got a girl and she treat me fine But the homies all think that I'm losin my mind I'm trippin and I know it cause I'm all nerved up Cause everytime I go to sleep, I see this big ol' bu*t See I ain't never gave no chick fo' stars But she treat me so good that she be drivin my car And everyday it get better, I cain't lie Went to the house and she made me some hot potato pie All my friends be sayin, "She ain't nothin but a scrub" But she make me feel high like I'm, hooked on d** So I give her what she need, and what's done is done But I'm a special kind of fool but aiyyo it don't bother me none I cain't help myself, I know that I'm trippin But she got it goin on like Kentucky Fried Chicken So everytime she ask me for my, credit card You know she get it cause ya know that... (Chill, C) I know, G I used to be the playa, now I'm gettin pimped I used to be hard, now I'm livin all limp Why I let her play me? You cain't understand! So sit yourself down and just listen to my man... [Chorus: Bill Withers sample] I-yi-yi-yi-I, wanna spread the news That if it feels this good gettin used Oh, you can just keep usin me... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up [Verse 2: Pimp C] I been to the mountain top, and down to the valley low Went to Austin with 3-2 and STILL ain't find no finer hoe Not much no finer girl, but one that treat me so sweet Rub my back, when I'm so' and cook me somethin good to eat She worked me so hard 'til I, hurt my back So I'm pa**in out them ducats and them, croka sacks And everybody wonderin why I smile all day All the girls wanna know why I won't give 'em the play My ol' girl called me, axe me why I wanna dis her I told her cause her lovin ain't better than her sister I can't get enough, the bad got me stuck I give her all my money and she always do me up Bun say I'm trippin out, and Byrd say I'm trippin, too But this time I just can't LISTEN to my whole crew Cause back in the day, I vowed to never change my pimp game But '92 came around, and thangs go insane I gotta get my thang back on track But the mo' I try to stay away, the mo' I comes back Why I let her play me? You can't understand! So sit yourself down and just listen to my man... [Chorus 2: Bill Withers sampled] I-yi-yi-yi-I, said brother, if you only knew You'd wish that you were in my shoes You just keep usin me... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up... Until you use me up I-yi-yi-yi-I, wanna spread the news That if it feels this good gettin used Oh, you can just keep usin me... Until you use me up... [Verse 3: Pimp C] To sum it all up, I'm breakin ALL my rules Cause she got me droppin off her little brother to school I be gettin bills, and stubs from checks I work all day, just to spend it on s** But all that really matters is I'm happy, dude And I be happy long as I get good soul food UGK sayin peace out, and plenty of luck And she could keep usin Pimp C - uh, just a use me up! [Outro: Bill Withers (Pimp C)] Ah-hah well oh, BA-BY, BA-BY, BA-BY (Yeah, a-just use me up) BA-BY, ah-hah well oh (Uh, a-just use me up) BA-BY, BA-BY, BA-BY (Yeah, a-just use me up) BA-BY, ah-hah well oh (Uh, a-just use me up) BA-BY, BA-BY, BA-BY (Yeah, a-just use me up) BA-BY, ah-hah well oh (Uh, a-just use me up) BA-BY, BA-BY, BA-BY (Yeah, a-just use me up) BA-BY, ah-hah well oh (Peace out for '92, in the nine-tres)