Pimp C - Gitcha Mind Right lyrics

Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp (Tony Snow, know what I'm talkin? about? Tony Snow, b**h) And I'ma red hot undercover pimp (Young Pimp, Young Pimp, Sweet Jones, yes, it is, it's goin? down Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp (Dedicated to Fat Pat, Lil' Daddy, know what I'm talkin? about?) And I'ma red hot undercover pimp (Big Dog and Biz, Baby Looney) I'm so throwed in the game Gettin? my paper, takin? over they brains The drank over the ice is so cold Pulled up to the light and light my diner, strike the pose These n***az in this game they wanna stop the Pimp Don't wanna see me comin? up and flyin? like a blimp I think they feel like I'ma threat But I'ma old school motherf**in? vet So getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Uh, Pimp C, Sir James Y'all can't fade this country thang n***a in?The Source? tried to hate on me But b**h, I got the whole South ridin? wit' me Ask this n***a Jeezy, b**h, I'm the truth Me and Short Dog go and smoke in the coupe I'm talkin? 'bout Too $hort not that fake n***a The rap game, full of all you fake n***az n***a in ya booty gettin? raped n***a If you ever take a trip upstate n***a I don't wanna see them n***az in the city His gal head was good but her p**y was sh**ty That's right n***a, I flipped ya b**h She a three-way freak, every hoe take a dick Sent her on a mission, go hit that lick Ya dick is so weak and my game is so slick Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Yeah, uh, getcha mind right n***a, act like y'know Cory Mo pimpin? that pen with Tony Snow Once again in the lab with a pen and a pad I'm been payin? my dues since early '94 Me and Mike Moe both got a wall full of plaques Ten car garage and it's all full of 'Llacs Front to the back, Seville to the fleet Can't miss me b**h, keep a ear to the street Gotta trunk full of beef for you, hoe a** n***az I'm eleven steps ahead of you, slow a** n***az Gotcha gal on my team and she kiss my pinky ring Every time I tell her to, "n***a, who the hell is you?" I'ma underground king with a hell of a slang Pimpin? and pampering women with a hell of a game I'm tellin? ya man, I'm making some incredible change So getcha mind right hoe, stay the hell outta my lane hoe Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp And I'ma red hot undercover pimp Now, getcha mind