Lyrics QUE. – Pimp C

I just poured a four up like I’m Pimp C
I don’t fuck with rappers, please don’t tempt me
Ridin’ on some swangers like I’m Bun B
Nigga one deep, listening to Dub-C

Do not run up on me thinking you can make a name
What make you think that you gon’ son me and just take my chain?
What make you think that you can do me like I’m weak or some’?
I swear to God, that’s on my C’s, you better not reach for nothin’
Got shit to lose, but if I had to I’d make a statement
Then do a few in self defense, come back and get this paper
Y’all nigga crazy thinkin’ y’all can take what I done worked for
If that’s the case, go ‘head and tell them folks to dig your dirt up
I done worked too hard and got way too many mouthes to feed
I done came too far and a lot of motherfuckers doubted me
Now I ain’t no killer but don’t tempt me nigga
‘Cause on my mama I’ll squeeze it ’til it’s empty nigga

I just poured a four up like I’m Pimp C
I don’t fuck with rappers, please don’t tempt me
Ridin’ on some swangers like I’m Bun B
Nigga one deep, listening to Dub-C
I just poured a four up like I’m Pimp C (like I’m Chad Butler)
I don’t fuck with rappers, please don’t tempt me
Ridin’ on some swangers like I’m Bun B
Nigga one deep, listening to Dub-C

I just poured a deuce on top my french toast
Smokin’ OG kush, blowing thick smoke

I just poured a four up like I’m Pimp C (like I’m Chad Butler)
I don’t fuck with rappers, please don’t tempt me
Ridin’ on some swangers like I’m Bun B
Nigga one deep, listening to Dub-C
I just poured a four up like I’m Pimp C
I don’t fuck with rappers, please don’t tempt me
Ridin’ on some swangers like I’m Bun B
Nigga one deep, listening to Dub-C