Pimp Tha Pen

(feat. Lil Keke) [Lil Keke] I'm draped up and dripped out Know what I'm talkin' 'bout Three in the mornin, gettin' the gat out the stash spot Fire up a fat sweet Turnin' on the bulb light Hand on the wood grain a*s on the tight white I'm showin' naked a*s in the great state of Texas Home of the playas, so there'll never be no flexin' So long we've been waitin' Never ever hatin' In Houston they Elbows, In Cali they Daytons So 1996 you hoes better duck Because the world gone drip candy and be all Screwed Up Just pop in your breaker set Turn up your f**kin' deck Lend me your ear because the SOUTHSIDE finna wreck Down here we smoke tree Then let the world see true hidden talent like Screw and Lil Keke Ain't no love for hatas and you busted big s*ckas On the south side we stay paid Muthaf**ka! /] (Pocket Full of Stones -by UGK is in the background mix) "I got a pocket fulla stones" [DJ Screw] Lil Keke gone and tell 'em what time it is... [lil Keke] It time to lay 'em down like a fresh set of dominoes For all the playas, all the pimps, all the bitches, and all the hoes Who's the man, who's mouse Who's the nigga that's payin' the cost I really don't give a damn cause I ain't the one that's gonna take the loss Grippin a grand up in the slant workin' the wood It's understood, doin' these shows, wear these clothes, pullin' these hoes, and slammin' these doors Who in the the hell was able to tell the southside they had to chill From hittin' these boulevards with belts and buckles and workin the grill I'm smokin that skunk and poppin' the trunk and pulling off candy red I ain't no punk, not givin' a f**k and able to turn a head Somethin' serious when I let go cause I got a way with words By takin' a noun a change it around to take the place of verbs My lyrics go together like a pair of socks and shoes My flow is slow because it's bolted down by DJ Screw Take it from me, the nigga Lil Key, the H- The A- the R- D Menace to society Born and raised to be a G Two or three songs I won't pospone Cause these lyrics comin' the very top of my dome So many ways it pays For you to flip the script That if you take a toke I promise that you'll be spung Jackers and hustlers, players and macks Slamin' doors to Cadillacs Serve codine that makes you lean and killer sweets rolled by the stacks Never gonna bow down because I'm so able to win All around town just because Lil Keke pimps that pen