[Intro: Pimp C] Let me see it, hold up, hol' up Let me see it, hol' up, let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Bend over, let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Bend over lemme see it
[Verse 1: Bun B] Now, from the city that I live in To the city where I'm from For all the hoes that we done did And the hoes that we ain't done From the ones that fuck for shrimp To the ones that fuck for cum If you ain't fittin' ta fuck Pimp Then you ain't fittin' ta fuck Bun Got some hoes from the 'hood ('hood) That live to keep it live (live) And some office buildin' boppers (boppers) Workin' 9 to 5 (five) Even ball player baby mama bitches; But to me it ain't no thang Let that monkey hang, baby Let me see it
[Hook: Pimp C x4] Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Let me see it Bend over, let me see it
[Verse 2: Bun B] Go'on and let a nigga peak And let a nigga poke Go'on get naked for me, streak And let a nigga stroke See, I know that you a freak So pass it to my folk We'll be bustin' in yo' cheek 'Til you muthafuckin' choke It's nothin' but a G thang, baby, when you suck it Steady frontin' in yo' G-strang Go'on lemme fuck it See, we know that you a pro (pro) So take it and tuck it We some grown muthafuckas Like ta get naked bucked From the back, to the front And to the side In the 'Lac, wit' a blunt Now, where the light? It's a fact, I've seen it Lemme get in between it Now, over bend once again Bitch and show it like ya mean it
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Pimp C] Uh...take it off, bitch Bend over, lemme see it I'm Sweet James Jones And a trick: I couldn't be it Got a young brown stallion And she 20 years old When she pop it from the back You see that hairy asshole From the A-T-L hoes, to the H-town strippers To the boppers in DeVille Suckin' nuts and pullin' zippers Now, it how it make ya feel when you see a pimp shine? Bitch, you wastin' too much time Get back up on yo' grind
[Hook x4]
[Verse 4: Pimp C] I'm a country-ass nigga I fuck wit' yo' wife If yo' bitch come around me Put some dick in her life Them niggas ain't real Must'a started smokin' rocks It all fell down Cause they was bitin' too much Pac But what goes up, must come down While these bitches suckin' dick And droppin' to the ground Every city, every town I'm ballin' in the mix I'm servin' niggas bricks Keep a bad yellow bitch On my team, sippin' lean Ain't a thang of the past The '84 Beritz with the slant-back ass Keepin' me a pro, next to my folk Instead of stackin' cheese He steady screamin' to that ho Let me see it
[Outro: Pimp C] Fuck-ass nigga Ol' fuck-ass nigga, get yo' mind on yo' money UGK, bitch Representin' that South And this ain't no muthafuckin' hip hop records, fuck ass nigga; These country rap tunes So, you could separate us from the rest.. Like I tol' you the last time Niggas talking that shit on ya records Forget' the dick in yo mouth