Knalmtalkinbout? Like we always do about this time, (*##$!

[Pimp C:]

I got candy in my cup (cup), candy in my car (car)
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 spliff
I keep a whole sip (whole sip), a whole clip (a whole clip)
in case these #~!!@ ^!$$%z 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 hoe ^!$$%z (uh!)
Hide behind the guards at the show ^!$$% (uh!)
Don't want no #~!!@, homosexual, on the low ^!$$%

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 drapin drips, stepped out the whip on Sunset Strip

[Chorus: 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:]
$#&@ ^!$$%z bumpin gums, real ^!$$%z 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 ^!$$%z in my ear

(*##$ I'ma self-made trillionaire, get your soft $$# outta here
Weak ^!$$%z 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 $#&@ 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...


[Chorus]

[Pimp C:]

I'ma tell you #~!!@ ^!$$%z once again (once again)
Ain't had no friends since I left the pen (uh!)
It's some ^!$$%z I respect in the rap game (game)

But it's some ^!$$%z that I better not hear sayin my $#&@in name (uh!)
You say I love a stripper ((*##$!), pullin down my zipper ((*##$!)
That hoe was payin me, (*##$ don't try to play with me! ((*##$!)

You runnin from the fight, hiding (*##$, 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 $$# ^!$$%z 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

[Chorus: x2]