Lirik Lagu Pourin' Up - Pimp C
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(feat. Mike Jones & Bun B)
[Intro: Pimp C talking]Smoke somethin' bi***Trademark, trademarkKnow what I'm talkin aboutYoung pimp
[Chorus: Pimp C]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Verse 1: Pimp C]Grippin grain, switchin lanes, sellin cocaine not a candy thangJammin Lil Wayne, got a trunk of bang, cause I'm a hot boy like a hot flameAnd my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay meNiggas shoot slugs but they ain't grave me, they want Sweet Jones be pushin [?]But you pushin slowin [?], and you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock yo ladyHow yo gon' pimp with yo d*** up in her? I told the pimp god that you's a sinnerYo takin these square hoes out to dinner, yo bi*** chose me cause she want a winnerI mix her whole head up like a blender, ho need a daddy you's a pretenderI used to be a young drug dealer, now I'm a young girl stealerI hit the streets like Steve Jackson, niggas say my name watch the priest reactionSweet Jones or Sweet James, switch my name, I finger f***ed the gameThat nigga fell off cause his rap was sh**ty, plus the nigga need to move up out the cityThe game gritty but the bi*** pretty, let me snatch the white girl up off yo tittyYou heard me right [???]I wear a platinum piece and with the Gucci clothesPay my dues, I ain't came to lose, I wear Marvin Blackman tennis shoesIn the wintertime, and mink coats to match and they on the flo with my Candy 'Lac
[Chorus]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Verse 2: Mike Jones]Uh!I'm comin out that candy thang, 8 carats in my panky rangDrop the top in the parking lot so y'all can see [???]Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin onMomo wood grain I'm grippin on, grippin onI said! Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin onMomo wood grain I'm grippin on, codeine in cup I'm sippin onI hog the lane in that candy train, swang a left, a right then I turn up the bangI'ma say it for those who don't know my name, know my nameThey call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?I sit on buck in that candy 6 and that keep that thing real handy bi***I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun do hoes bad and leave em on the runCause I don't got no love for 'em but hard d*** and bubble gumI said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun do hoes bad and leave em on the runCause I don't got no love for 'em but hard d*** and bubble gumI said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun do hoes bad and leave em on the runCause I don't got no love for 'em but hard d*** and bubble gum
[Chorus]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Verse 3: Bun B]When I pull the slab out and hit the block on them 4's and vogues...
[Chorus]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Intro: Pimp C talking]Smoke somethin' bi***Trademark, trademarkKnow what I'm talkin aboutYoung pimp
[Chorus: Pimp C]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Verse 1: Pimp C]Grippin grain, switchin lanes, sellin cocaine not a candy thangJammin Lil Wayne, got a trunk of bang, cause I'm a hot boy like a hot flameAnd my hoes pay me, just like Baby, that's the only way they can lay meNiggas shoot slugs but they ain't grave me, they want Sweet Jones be pushin [?]But you pushin slowin [?], and you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock yo ladyHow yo gon' pimp with yo d*** up in her? I told the pimp god that you's a sinnerYo takin these square hoes out to dinner, yo bi*** chose me cause she want a winnerI mix her whole head up like a blender, ho need a daddy you's a pretenderI used to be a young drug dealer, now I'm a young girl stealerI hit the streets like Steve Jackson, niggas say my name watch the priest reactionSweet Jones or Sweet James, switch my name, I finger f***ed the gameThat nigga fell off cause his rap was sh**ty, plus the nigga need to move up out the cityThe game gritty but the bi*** pretty, let me snatch the white girl up off yo tittyYou heard me right [???]I wear a platinum piece and with the Gucci clothesPay my dues, I ain't came to lose, I wear Marvin Blackman tennis shoesIn the wintertime, and mink coats to match and they on the flo with my Candy 'Lac
[Chorus]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Verse 2: Mike Jones]Uh!I'm comin out that candy thang, 8 carats in my panky rangDrop the top in the parking lot so y'all can see [???]Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin onMomo wood grain I'm grippin on, grippin onI said! Candy paint what I'm flippin on, 84's and vogues what I'm tippin onMomo wood grain I'm grippin on, codeine in cup I'm sippin onI hog the lane in that candy train, swang a left, a right then I turn up the bangI'ma say it for those who don't know my name, know my nameThey call me Mike Jones and I blew up quick, Ice Age the name you can't tell by the wrists?I sit on buck in that candy 6 and that keep that thing real handy bi***I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun do hoes bad and leave em on the runCause I don't got no love for 'em but hard d*** and bubble gumI said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun do hoes bad and leave em on the runCause I don't got no love for 'em but hard d*** and bubble gumI said! I keep it trill like Pimp and Bun do hoes bad and leave em on the runCause I don't got no love for 'em but hard d*** and bubble gum
[Chorus]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
[Verse 3: Bun B]When I pull the slab out and hit the block on them 4's and vogues...
[Chorus]Smokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckSmokin out, pourin up, puttin d*** up in yo s***All my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buckI'm smokin out, pourin up, keep it lean up in my cupAll my car got leather and wood, in my hood we call it buck
