UGK lyrics : "Hiside"
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(*##$es be gettin offended when uh they hear the word (*##$
Well maybe that's cause they (*##$es
Know what I'm talkin bout
[Pimp C]
Stankin (*##$es say I hiside
Cause I pass by
Don't smoke my $#&@in weed wit em
Don't let em sit on my plush crush
Three times gold, I'm a pimp $$# ^!$$%
So like a ball is how I roll
And I don't be paradin with them (*##$es in the street
Ho is you payin me?
Well if not ain't no need in you thinkin that you gon stay wit me
(*##$ I'm a pimp cause that's the way you (*##$es force me to be
You say you broke well (*##$ you need to stop $#&@ing for free
So when I ride by, I don't give the ho the time
Lil' girl you fine, but you must done lost yo mind
Thinkin you got game
Well (*##$ game is my middle name
Suckin on thangs, $#&@in for fame
But (*##$ you plain Jane
Straight up and down
I hate silly hoes that talk a lot and try to clown
When she know that I know that she done $#&@ed the whole town
And that I know that she a freak
(*##$es say we hiside cause we pass and don't speak
Don't speak, don't speak
(*##$es say we hiside cause we pass by and don't speak
I know they wanna freak [x3]
(*##$es say we hiside cause we pass by
[Bun B]
Sometimes there be a lot of %#@! I wanna do
But won't do, if I gotta do %#@! in front of you
Oh (*##$ don't act like you ain't nosy
I know exactly how you hoes be
Blowzy mad cause I declined when you chose me
But what I need a broke (*##$ for?
And how the $#&@ I look walkin around scratchin yo witch ho?
No keep them crabs keep that @@#! in that case
Cause (*##$ a #~!!@ ain't nothin but my hand wit a face
And any (*##$ can take another (*##$ place
Now ain't that a foul taste
And it wasn't a $#&@ it was a waste of my muther$#&@in time
I coulda been somewhere flippin or smokin a dime
These (*##$es now a days out of they rabbit $$# mind
Ho you gets no sunshine from me just because you fine
I told em I heard it through the grapevine
You ain't nothin but a freak
So now (*##$es say we hiside cause we pass by and don't speak
[Chorus]
[Pimp C]
See (*##$es in P.A.
Get mad when they see a young ^!$$%
full of that chronic havin it his way
But them hoes got us $#&@ed up
The preacher got the clothes and the hoes wit his dick on swoll
Trickin all my people bank roll
I peep that %#@!, I read my Bible at home
Cause I ain't payin for that ^!$$%'s wrong
It's time to ride 600, picture me and Bun B
wit 4 million two drop top gold royces
Now we smokin somethin
Them (*##$es tried to set us up, but we
Butt-$#&@ the D.A, $#&@ the judge, and $#&@ the P.A.P.D.
I already gotta deal with the rednecks
And ho $$# ^!$$%s in this rap game comin with that complex
But (*##$ this ain't no $#&@in contest
And if it was we won
I'm a trill ^!$$% live my life by the gun
I love smokin swisher sweets
Uh, now $#&@ them (*##$es that say we hiside
cause we pass by and don't speak
[Pimp C talking and the chorus fades until the end]
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