What Up

Pimp C(ft. Drake) - What's Up

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High rollers what's up

Drink Houston what's up

Onyx what's up

You does it baby you does it baby

Harlem nights what's up

Treasures what's up

Legends what's up

Just love me baby just love me baby

Yeeeeeah

To all my Houston Texas country muffins

Baby let me hit that liquor and that blunt you puffin

And after that I'm a throw that ****ing young money up

And we can both watch and fall like it's bungee jumping

Man I'm so high, next time we won't smoke all of that ounce you buy

Oooh, I almost forgot to blow them candles out

Cause I don't really want to fall asleep and light this house on fire

Goodnight, I'm still up, I told my girl to lay down

I see the bottle is full, I'm bout to drink it way down

What up Bun my *****

Man you know we stay down

And I'm an honoray resident in UGK town

I'm on my way

Yeah I'm on my way

I never give a **** about what any ***** say

The music all slow and the *****es all pretty

Me and Pimp about to do it for the city in this thing

What up, what up

H Town in this *****

What up, what up

Me and Pimp about to do it for the city

What up, what up

What up, what up

Money by the Ton

Bricks from Crumbs

Millionnaire from nothing

Mind on hustlin

*****'s a commodity but **** sell better

Em ****ies and high shoes to a cashmere sweater

Paint that got wetter than it was in 94

The drink that got thicker and the dirt **** rolled

96 Impala with the stick on the floor

Now it's Bentely Four Doors with Patron on the Doors

Light wood ***** Polo **** Hilfiger

Jammin Slim Thug, Belly fully of drugs

Young hard *****, underdog *****

Yellow Lights on the Masa (maserati)

Yellow diamonds on my finger

Playing in the car

My **** wanna **** but my pockets say stop

Now cook it in the others pretty for so most

I need some more dough I'm a PIMP for sure

What up, what up

H Town in this *****

What up, what up

Me and Pimp about to do it for the city

What up, what up

What up, what up

Well it's the Trill OG

I got the neighbourhood soul

Kush is dead I'm getting blowed

Riding bangin getting throwed in the candy painted low

Chrome grill in front of it

Belts on the back of it, my homie shoes running it

And shorty on the side of me is straight up off the king cover

Don't care what anybody say long as the King love her

Wish I could tell her that I don't but it would kill her

I just keep on gripping grains dripping stains

Being trilla ain't another brother realer

Blowing thousand dollar killer

With the Filipino flow that I just got it from Manila

Bout to snow up in my city

So let me put on my chincilla

In the 'rari doing do**** like my name was J Dilla

All about the skrilla so just point me to the dealer

Keep the work up in the attic and the money in the cellar

Your girl up in the second automatics for the fella's

You see us in the back than all you gotta do is tell us

What up, what up

H Town in this *****

What up, what up

H Town in this *****

What up, what up

H Town in this *****

What up, what up

Me and Pimp about to do it for the city

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