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  • [Intro/Hook x2] [MC Ren] "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side" [Pimp C]
    Never let broke gold diggers ride
    I got a '64
    Chevy in my yard
    A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
    White plush inside ?? is fresh
    Triple gold double-
    A Dayton's is the best, ugh
    I got them sixteen switches like
    Dre Cos where
    I'm from fool that's what everybody play
    UGK-1 written smooth on my plates
    Cos real pimp players don't never roll fake
    I'm bout to hit
    Dove Way, get past
    Troy's I'm dippin by myself,
    I'm bout to call up my boys
    I pass by the
    Colt I see some women lookin fine
    I hit the corner one more time to see the booty from behind
    Got to the corner, hit the switch and made it jump
    I got the
    JVC's and the trigger so it bump, ugh
    I know you player-hatin busters wanna ride man
    I got the, front back, and side to side daddy [Hook x2] [Pimp C]
    It's pimpin pimpin,
    I'm hittin switches, checkin out my strap
    Makin sure these snitches, ain't stoppin riches, 5-
    Oh on my back but
    I keep on dippin, steady pimpin, kickin, how's about the winter man?
    I'm chillin, hidin and winnin, pockets feelin fat [Bun B]
    And I come round your corner shinin, leanin, ever so sunnin
    Gangstas put down their gun and women and children come outside and start runnin
    They catch a glimpse of the
    P-A pimp whoopin whips
    Never goin out out like simps, walkin your block with gangsta limp [Pimp C]
    Some fool roll
    Lincoln, some fools roll
    Jag but the crew from
    Texas roll them
    Lacs, white gloss and rags
    With the candy paint and wheel and grill, and wooden dash '94
    I gotta keep it trill, down for my cash [Bun B]
    I gots my stash so
    I switches, keep on burnin and these tyres keep on turnin
    I be rollin through your scene, flashin green, freaks be yearnin to be down, the
    Under Ground
    Kingz drinkin
    Crown with the
    Coke Never broke, we make the concrete bound baby [Hook x2] [Bun B]
    It's the tough boy, boulevard ******, rollin around tan up
    All four corners on your block fool, nuttin but that bunny hop happenin, high gassin, daily routine, my load is plush
    Interior crush and fool
    I'm through clean
    Don't be like the rest,
    I must excite the best in your soul so letta player take control
    And do what the hell ya been waitin to see and that's me rollin on three
    Dayton's Wit one of them thangs in the air, it's hangin up there
    Shinin steel fat man, but
    I don't care if everybody sit back and stare
    Everywhere we go they linin up as if we're startin up a parade
    And everybody thinkin they get paid
    But I don't really give a damn, what a six pack?
    Twelves in the trunk, chrome dip, don't even trip,
    I ain't nobody's punk
    Go swing down sweet rag top and let me ride on a skank, baby don't wait let's glide and slide right [Pimp C]
    Never let broke gold diggers ride
    Never let broke gold diggers ride
    Never let broke gold diggers ride "Got front and back, and side to side"
    Never let broke gold diggers ride "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side"
    Never let broke gold diggers ride [repeat to fade]
  • [Intro/Hook x2] [MC Ren] "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side" [Pimp C]
    Never let broke gold diggers ride
    I got a '64
    Chevy in my yard
    A white drop top, pearl paint job is hard
    White plush inside ?? is fresh
    Triple gold double-
    A Dayton's is the best, ugh
    I got them sixteen switches like
    Dre Cos where
    I'm from fool that's what everybody play
    UGK-1 written smooth on my plates
    Cos real pimp players don't never roll fake
    I'm bout to hit
    Dove Way, get past
    Troy's I'm dippin by myself,
    I'm bout to call up my boys
    I pass by the
    Colt I see some women lookin fine
    I hit the corner one more time to see the booty from behind
    Got to the corner, hit the switch and made it jump
    I got the
    JVC's and the trigger so it bump, ugh
    I know you player-hatin busters wanna ride man
    I got the, front back, and side to side daddy [Hook x2] [Pimp C]
    It's pimpin pimpin,
    I'm hittin switches, checkin out my strap
    Makin sure these snitches, ain't stoppin riches, 5-
    Oh on my back but
    I keep on dippin, steady pimpin, kickin, how's about the winter man?
    I'm chillin, hidin and winnin, pockets feelin fat [Bun B]
    And I come round your corner shinin, leanin, ever so sunnin
    Gangstas put down their gun and women and children come outside and start runnin
    They catch a glimpse of the
    P-A pimp whoopin whips
    Never goin out out like simps, walkin your block with gangsta limp [Pimp C]
    Some fool roll
    Lincoln, some fools roll
    Jag but the crew from
    Texas roll them
    Lacs, white gloss and rags
    With the candy paint and wheel and grill, and wooden dash '94
    I gotta keep it trill, down for my cash [Bun B]
    I gots my stash so
    I switches, keep on burnin and these tyres keep on turnin
    I be rollin through your scene, flashin green, freaks be yearnin to be down, the
    Under Ground
    Kingz drinkin
    Crown with the
    Coke Never broke, we make the concrete bound baby [Hook x2] [Bun B]
    It's the tough boy, boulevard ******, rollin around tan up
    All four corners on your block fool, nuttin but that bunny hop happenin, high gassin, daily routine, my load is plush
    Interior crush and fool
    I'm through clean
    Don't be like the rest,
    I must excite the best in your soul so letta player take control
    And do what the hell ya been waitin to see and that's me rollin on three
    Dayton's Wit one of them thangs in the air, it's hangin up there
    Shinin steel fat man, but
    I don't care if everybody sit back and stare
    Everywhere we go they linin up as if we're startin up a parade
    And everybody thinkin they get paid
    But I don't really give a damn, what a six pack?
    Twelves in the trunk, chrome dip, don't even trip,
    I ain't nobody's punk
    Go swing down sweet rag top and let me ride on a skank, baby don't wait let's glide and slide right [Pimp C]
    Never let broke gold diggers ride
    Never let broke gold diggers ride
    Never let broke gold diggers ride "Got front and back, and side to side"
    Never let broke gold diggers ride "Got front and back, and side to side" "Got front and back, and side to side"
    Never let broke gold diggers ride [repeat to fade]