UGK - The Game Belongs to Me lyrics

[UGK - The Game Belongs to Me lyrics]

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon
Bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon
Bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon
Bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon
Bitch the game belong to me

I got money on my beeper
Dead trees on my phone
They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I
Roll a lot of stones
It's a whole lot of clones
But only one Sweet Jones
Turning whores to carnivores
They just can't leave my meat alone
It's been a long time since
I hustled on the block
But every corner that I hit
I left it screwed up and chopped
Marooned up and dropped
Like my Biarritz on top
Let the motherfucker bleed until it
Drip the last drop
I'm still that young boy that had
A pocket full of stones
But now, it's nicks for sixty bricks
Gripping wood and flipping chrome
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me

Man, I pull up in your city
And get my Bush on ("What is that?")
Lay down the competition, take
They cash crops, and get my push on
(Ugh)
Moved up to a Bentley remote from a Lexus key
All because we cornered the market
On that Texas tea
And we don't bar no 'plexes
We way bigger than other men though
The diamond deuces on tinted windows
We in the wind, yo
Whichever way the wind blow, that's
The corner we bend, joe
Don't know where you been, bro, but
It's no quiz to me, you win though
When it's ten-four, good, buddy
My Styrofoam good and muddy
We block bleeders (What?)
Leaving your neighborhoods good and bloody
We gripping that wood, lil' buddy
(Dam) , sit back and scope it (Huh)
Pay attention
The prince of pushing everything's
'bout to pump it

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me

Ugh! I done smashed up my
Flying Spur it wasn't shit
I just parked it in the grass
And brought some brand new shit (Ugh)
A Phantom Rolls Royce, 24s with the bump
I ain't trippin about the seat
I got them woofers in my trunk
Skunk in my Swisher, codeine on my whiskers
Fucking with that Smoke D, Bundy
And that Vicious
UGK Records is an institution
Know a lot of niggas
Living off of prostitution
Pimping ain't dead, it just moved to the web
Bitch ain't gotta hit the track
Ain't gotta give no tricks no head
Ain't gotta give no tricks no pussy
Just cameras and screens
Easiest money you can get
It's the American Dream, biiitch!

Man, I'm a middle finger figure
On a million dollar mission
Popping like Orville Redenbacher
When I'm whipping in the kitchen
Pitching yayo like Don'trelle Willis
(What?) , we the trillest
On the mound, I'm holdin
That whole South down, i know you feel us
We the realest walkin the planet
Can't stand it
Pass away, wanna fight us, start to swinging
Wanna kill us blast away, wanna stab us
Get to sticking but make sure you cut us deep
'Cause I bet you we coming back
A couple hundred brothers deep (Oh)
Pimp and Bun, we run the
Streets, which streets? Man, pick your hood
Don't matter, we represented cross us
(Yep) , we gon' get you good
Them Down South veterans
(Huh) , ain't nobody better than
Gonna tell your next of kin or
Your brethren, let us in, 'cause

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch
The game belong to me

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