Steady long, steady wrong nigga Check one-two one-two one-two bitch Tony Snow, know'm talkin 'bout? Jack Tripper, "Three's Company" hoe Percy Mack, Sweet Jones, check it out
Uhh, I stay on the grind, fuckin hoe defined Get ten all the time, lay my life on the line Sippin, smokin 'dro, pimp dick on yo' hoe Legs are on the stove, P-I-M-P on the low Gators swangin out, swangers hangin out Never bangin, I got work I slang it out Keep a yellow pro, and a brown horse And a squad too, I'm the player's choice
So pimpin save your voice, hold your breath, shut your lip Hoe you can't handle Bun and you can't fuck with Pimp We like surf and turf, they call us steak and shrimp Know we shake and lames are famous but make it simp' Trillest ever born, G'est ever built Fuck with us you'll be the deadest hoes ever killed Live from the corner, direct from the hood via satellite bitch, we the Kingz grippin wood and it's good
Hey, if you a hustler, it ain't easy Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh And we're still, still Still on the grind Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh Yes we're still, we're still We're still, still on the grind
Uhh, I keep candy girls, big dick in they world Messin up they curl, bowlin ball paper swirl Gotta trap it white, baller candy bike I don't light it though; get too high, stay too low I live by the code, extra credit mode Fuckin with that prince I keep a bankroll Livin by the land, P.A. by the C Any nigga fuck with Bun he gon' die by me I'm my brother's keeper, not no movie shit My life is a film, I'm on some groovy shit I ain't Smoochie bitch, make girls do this dick Rich or tongue-in-cheek, bitch you's a +Super Freak+ Bitch my name ain't Rick, bitch you think you slick Askin me for rent, you better find a trick I ain't payin, you need to be payin me Pussy a dime a dozen but the dick ain't free
Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh Yeah we're still, said we're still, still Still on the grind Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh And we're still, still, still, still Still on the grind
UGK back in the game, bringin that crack and the 'caine Swervin 'Llac in the lane, swangers click-clack in the gang We paper stack in the game (game) what you lack in the game Solid foundation, my nigga, no cracks in the frame (frame) Bun B, that be the name, P.A.T. that be the town (town) You see fingers up, that mean that haters down (down) And G that is the code, big body slab is the load (load) We get throwed, we the shit nigga, ask the commode We get skeptic mayne when shit get hectic mayne Roll with the trill, we don't deal with the skeptics mayne Bring it on record mayne, what you expected mayne (uhh) Bun and Pimp is back so just respect it mayne (yeah) We affected the game (game) we are not gonna change (change) Scrap with lames it go brrrap-brrrap at your brain (brain) We insane singin licks with them bricks 36 in the mix with no tricks, get a fix for your cliques
Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh Said we still, every day We still, still on the grind Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh We still, we still, every day We still, still on the griiiiind Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh We still, we still, hoooo Still on the griiiiind, griiiiind Da, da, do-dahhhhh Da, da, do-dahhhhhhhh Said we on the grind, we on the grind Still on the grind The grind, the grind The grind, still on the grind UGK for liiiiife
