angry enuff

suga free

pimp game

you know what we like to do

well connect the mothafuckin dots then! shit

went to r&r

picked up an s-time ducat 200 at the gate and bounced man

i dozed off on a bus & had a dream with no name

and people crowded around me till i found out what's game

and game said

(i came to this country without a passport

but many of you got me i can't be seen but if you believe in me

and respect me and continue to fly with me properly

i'm a see that it comes back to you ten fold!)

i said yeah ok well i'm a pimp-and-a half & i know it so i formed 10 toes

look for lies! misconduct is at an all-time high too

ya owe it to yourself to know it for yourself i say this like i play this; cool

i walks this walk -in a real way- & i'm nothing short

of astonishing so tell me where they buried the survivors & we'll talk

the truth is the truth

now go on down

you need to be takin care of them kids & buy that boy some juice

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to smoke

me a square

smoke me a bowl

ya

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to burn me

some wood

& by me

a drank

heee

ya need to go get somethin

either that or go runnin down

innerstate 10 east-west into oncoming traffic until you hit somethin

you need help man you how many of these hoes don't like they self?

every 5 minutes she in the mirror hopein she change into somebody else

she lookin for instructions man she wanna stand up for

a pimp like a flagpole all-year around if she can though

and she don't mind if it rain but you drive by

pick her up

thinkin feelin sorry for her gone make her leave this game

and y'all video pimps & studio players take heed

these fans ain't stupid potna so leave this part to suga free

i've been checkin traps since i was 17 years old

and been frosty like this to work my bitch cause i feel cold

don't get mad baby

being pregnant don't keep no man

and if i see you you better run as fast as you can!

ay man you lettin these hoes get away with murder

reckless eyeballin

starin at niggas in traffic gone make the pimpin hurt her

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to roll

me a joint

smoke

me some weed! ya

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to get me

some head

bitch get out the street

toot toot beep beep your name

must be couch cause you can't do a damn thang standin on your feet

you ain't gon burn me baby

i'll fire yo ass

so fast it's nothin to a pimp it never faze me

sometimes i kick back & chop it up with myself

and get relief

cause this pimpin's extremely therapeutic

i'm on top of this world thick

suga free don't get nothin

out a square freak man cause i ain't no trick

see i don't understand y'all language

i never could

like if i kicked it with you for a minute it would be all good

it is what it is & ain't no doubt about that

just look good doin it

& keep them suckas off yo back

see it's an everyday job to be an ice-cold pimp

but i'm a natural so don't you ever try to compare me to him

so keep yo nails filed

you stay groomed let

do yo hair & watch you bouncin & behavin with prostitutes

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to roll me

a joint

smoke me a

bitch

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to go to

cv

and get

my shit ya!

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to wind up

in ya hoe

& put her

on the stroll! ho!

y'all gone make me an-gry

enuff

to file

my nails

& make

me a call