Too $hort, UGK - It’s Alright lyrics

I love things about you
(it's alright) you got it going on
I'm not in love and this is not a love song
But you've been down for so long
You should never be wrong
I know it's all my fault
My mind been gone, I'm always on the chase
Lipstick on my face, when I get home
You gotta get on my case
Cause I've been fuckin' up
Coming home smelling like her
I can't fuck it up
Call your mama tell her how it hurts
Tell her i'm a dog, but don't say that's all
I came in first place at the players ball
And now I got my skrill on my new grill on
Put you through some shit girl
But I know you're real strong
You say I never find a real one like you
But I never take the time to feel like you
I put the game down


The way it's suppose to be, don't
Be a punk ass bitch, just get open with me
Too Short talking:
Cause I'm a real player a yo Pimp
C I don't think they feel us

It's a very thin line between love and hate
And it's a very thin line between
A fuck and a date
Girl you know when I was hollering at you
I want to hit
I ain't got time to get caught with
One girl and lose my grip
I'm screaming "Steady pimp" you steady
Trying a change me
Running that game your mama taught you
Bitch that shit don't faze me
Say bitch I'm Pimp C, I shall be seen again
But all that shit your cousin told
Bitch blowin' in the wind
Just cause I pimp my pen
You think you moving in
Like I'm a trick I'm a let you
Have half of everything I spend
You talking week rent
I'm trying to whip a Benz
Flipping the club with pimps like Too Short
Freakin' new lady friends
Talking bout your sister saw me with a
Brand new bitch at the club
Coming at me with high school shit
Bitch you must be in love
Space Age, new faze, I done payed the price
Ho you ain't bout to wreck my stable
She said I'm shift but bitch that's alright

You can keep your funky ass pussy
You know what I'm saying? Straight up
What's up Short?

Shit go back to pimpology man these ho
Know it's alright though and if
They don't Bun will let them know

Baby you're hangin' on a rope
It's getting crucial like dope i can't cope
I guess the situation has lost all hope
Cause you've obviously flipped your lid
But what's done is did
I'm putting youup for sale
For the highest bid
Or an ass from kid shit, you got me twist-ed
Little Bun won't be another statist-ic
This love affair went ballist-ic
Puttin' them messy ass hoes up
In my mix like Bisquick
And thinkin' you gonna leave Big
Bun juiced like mystic
Nigga believe me shit's thick, loves lost
Nothing's gained but confusion about the pain
You losing about the same, you can't tame
A wild animal feeding lettece to a cannibal
Make a grown man wear goranibals
And I can't handle
Bullshit that's unnessessary
You can't handle being with a G
I guess it's scary
It's the very thing that put
Us together seperated us player hated us
And things will never be the way it was
I hate to say it cause
But find another shoulder to cry on
Stop gettin' your lie on, baby it's alright

I wanna dedicate this song to my bitch
Quit tripping and bring your ass
Home, baby I love you
Al long as you got my money

You know what I'm saying? It's 199 rich
Know what I'm
Sayin', Strictly pimpin', you know
What I'm talking about
I'm trying to see some papers some dead ones

Some real shit going on
You know what I'm saying? This
Is Big Bun and I'm
Out with my nigga Short and my nigga Pimp
C you know how players is with
Bitches on your dick

Pimping ain't dead
Niggas just scared you know
What I'm talking about? What's up Short?

Ain't no love bitch
(ha ha ha ha) Beeotch tell
Them motherfuckers at Jive to quit trippin'