Steve Below - Swishas and Dosha lyrics

Knalmtalkinbout? Like we always do about this time, b**h! [Pimp C] I got candy in my cup (cup), candy in my gar (gar) Candy on my wrist (wrist), candy on my car (car) Smokin on this chocolate, my neck be sittin so sparkling Man I feel so awkward-ward when I ain't got no barre to sip I keep a whole sip (whole sip), a whole clip (a whole clip) In case these p**y n***as wanna trip (uh!) Fly high boy (boy), high fly boy (boy) 'Fore I fly high, lookin at them jackers in their eye (eye) I remember when a rapper was a go getta (go getta) Now all these rappers is some ho n***as (uh!) Hide behind the guards at the show n***a (uh!) Don't want no p**y, h*mos**ual, on the low n***a That's y'all (that's y'all), I from the old school (uh!) Like MJG and Ball, like Devin the Dude I know Short Dog (Dog), the real Short Dog (Dog) Who see me drapped and dipped, stepped out the whip on Sunset Strip [Hook: Pimp C] Swishas and dosha, blow when we driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin big bodies Swishas and dosha, blow when we driving Benz's and Cadi's, swangin big bodies Swishas and dosha [Bun B] f** n***as bumpin gums, real n***as be bumpin screw (screw) So don't get bumped up, just in case a real G bump into you I'm like Bumpy Knuckles, buck with nothin but ready rockers That's down for pistol play (on who?), on boy's that's steady knockers Got boppers that's steady jockin, goofy n***as in my ear b**h I'mma self-made trillionaire, get your soft a** outta here Weak n***as wanna plead their case (case), just to raise up out my face (face) I ain't got that time to waste, punch your mouth and knock out the taste You MySpacin and Facebookin, playin games with them toys I'm in the streets where gangstas meet, while you're online with them boys So step your game up, build your name up, quit your talkin and quit your doin All that planning and contemplating.. when the f** you gon' start pursuing? Cars ain't driving themselves, mansions ain't building themselves They waiting for Annie Mae and they need to stop feelin themselves They wealth ain't comin until they earn it But that somethin they won't know 'til they learn it, while burnin... [Hook] [Pimp C] I'mma tell you p**y n***as once again (once again) Ain't had no friends since I left the pen (uh!) It's some n***as I respect in the rap game (game) But it's some n***as that I better not hear sayin my f**in name (uh!) You say I love a stripper (b**h!), pullin down my zipper (b**h!) That ho was payin me, b**h don't try to play with me! (b**h!) You runnin from the fight, hiding b**h, I stay with it (with it) You gotta problem with me, go to Lil J with it [Bun B] This is UGK, get it? Bun and Pimp, Pimp and Bun Three little G's is stayin hard, you comin limp simply son They want it, we can give 'em some (But) probably not what they wanna see Trill a** n***as certified, ain't never been no wanna-be (naw) Has-been's, Never-was, Past-due, Out-dated Can't nobody from the North, East, West, or South fade it (at all) You talkin down but we comin up as well as comin down So Pimp sum it up baby [Hook: repeat 2X]