UGK, Snoop Dogg, Too $hort - Steal Your Mind lyrics

Churrrch say playa, ay manye
This Pimp C, mayne
Ya bitch just got peeled, mayne
I gotcha hoe, mayne look here, mayne
Is you gon' gimme the bitch clothes
Or we gon' have to go
To war around this bitch
Hol' up, church-y CHOSE

I'm never gon' give a black eye to the game
(gaaaame)
True to the code, real pimp, never lame
(lame) niggas say I'm fraud
(fraud) and not a real mack (mack)
Word to the pimp God
I don't hit you niggas striaght if I did
It's cross-country with his face in his mind
(miiind)
Two from his rare, 40-hoe dime (40-hoe dime)
If yo' bitch already chose from
The CD and the cover in the liner


'bout the hoe fuckin on top of the cover
I stole yo' bitch
Cause you not a good guuuuuy
You cain't control her body
If you cain't control her mind
(miiiind, miiiind)
That was a line from "The Mack"
If you LOSE all the bitches
You can have the hoe back
(You can have the hoe back, hoe back
You can have the hoe back)
Man with a dark and demon-like voice
Now listen here, Bun chad
You gotta get these hoes
And you gotta break 'em like
They NEVER been broke befo'
You gotta get inside they mind
Cause once you got they mind
You control their body
And once you got the body - YOU GOT IT ALL

She was a pretty young thang, 21 years old
With a mouth made of gold
And a platinum pussy hole (hole)
Blind as an owl, made it fresh off the bus
(bus)
She lookin for a dream, but she just met us
(us) you wanna meet a star, baby
Don't look in the sky (sky)
It's three right in front of you: me
Myself & I (I)
You ask me the truth and I'm
A tell you no lie
This is Playa International, but call it PI
(I) now anywhere you wanna go
Baby I could take ya
Anyone you wanna be, baby I can make ya
Whitney or Mariah or, Be yon-cé
But you cain't have a husband or a fi-an-cé
No boyfriends, niggas or, live-in-lovers
Fuck ya baby daddy's mama
Daddy, sisters and, brothers
If ya let me in, once, I'm a never let go
And that's how you steal her mind
And make a top, notch, hoe

(What's hap'nin?) this ol' manye
Holla at me, hit me with some 'Frisco game
Umm, he said, 'It's yo' thang
Man, you doin that
Pimpin boy you did yo' thang"
So, I'm doin my thang, spit my game
I keep my hoes in candy canes
Look in the mirror, say it twice
Yeah bitch, I'm Candymanye
Takin ya mind, makin you mine
Put you with the Dogg - yeah
And have you fuckin with a
Team full of ball players
I'm talkin NBA, and the NFL
Girl, I'm major with this shit
I got clientele
I know the presidents, CEOs' and managers
Get this money for me
Let the Boss Dogg manage ya
Real pimpin in the motherfuckin house
That's what the bih'ness is
FOOL whatchu talkin bout?
I know you fuckin with me boo
Tell pimpin he's a mark
You should came and sell some pussy
For the Dogg After Dark
Woof, woof, woof, woof

Say mayne, what I can
Never understand, playa, is
How these broads can go out, man
In a pourin rain and
Freezin cold, man, and y'know
Ahhh with nuthin on, man
Ah-and-and-and sell they bodies to
These tricks man and
Put themselves in a position to get
G-get beat or ah ah
Raped, or ah even KILLED, man
And take this money
And, all this money they make and bring
It back to these niggas man
(Aww, that's cause ya pimpin, CHUUCH')
Oh, I'm not talkin 'bout me, man
I'm talkin bout them other niggas

And that's real
From the big cities to the small towns
You can find 'em everywhere
That's why I move all around
Yeah, she's a fine thang
She ain't heard my game
Make ME ya man and I'll
Expand ya whole mindframe i sell
Whole lotta things she never heard before
I'm doin the mack real fast
I'm makin HER my whore - BEEEITCH'!
I call the plays, I'm not fazed
But when I look in her eyes
This bitch is amazed
I'm all nonchalant, and she's so excited
It's that Pimpin Incorperated, that PI shit
I change ya life, bitch! You never liked it
Usta be, broke as hell
Now you drive a fly whip
Chose on a real one, who
Laced you with the fame, girl
Feels like a dream
Don't it? Ain't even a same world
All you gotta do is, everything I say
I'll be ya daddy and ya man
I'll never let you get up on it
(Let you get up on it, let you get up on it)

Yeah steal ya mind, beyotch!
Pimp C, rest in peace