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ugk - hiside lyrics

[pimp c: talking]
uh no love
now check this out
b-tches be gettin offended when uh they hear the word b-tch
well maybe that’s cause they b-tches
know what i’m talkin bout

[pimp c]
stankin b-tches say i hiside
cause i p-ss by
don’t smoke my f-ckin weed wit em
don’t let em sit on my plush crush
three times gold, i’m a pimp -ss n-gg-
so like a ball is how i roll
and i don’t be paradin with them b-tches in the street
ho is you payin me?
well if not ain’t no need in you thinkin that you gon stay wit me
b-tch i’m a pimp cause that’s the way you b-tches force me to be
you say you broke well b-tch you need to stop f-cking for free
so when i ride by, i don’t give the ho the time
lil’ girl you fine, but you must done lost yo mind
thinkin you got game
well b-tch game is my middle name
suckin on thangs, f-ckin for fame
but b-tch you plain jane
straight up and down
i hate silly hoes that talk a lot and try to clown
when she know that i know that she done f-cked the whole town
and that i know that she a freak
b-tches say we hiside cause we p-ss and don’t speak

don’t speak, don’t speak

b-tches say we hiside cause we p-ss by and don’t speak
i know they wanna freak [x3]

b-tches say we hiside cause we p-ss by

[bun b]
sometimes there be a lot of sh-t i wanna do
but won’t do, if i gotta do sh-t in front of you
oh b-tch don’t act like you ain’t nosy
i know exactly how you hoes be
blowzy mad cause i declined when you chose me
but what i need a broke b-tch for?
and how the f-ck i look walkin around scratchin yo witch ho?
no keep them crabs keep that c-ck in that case
cause b-tch a p-ssy ain’t nothin but my hand wit a face
and any b-tch can take another b-tch place
now ain’t that a foul taste
and it wasn’t a f-ck it was a waste of my m-th-rf-ckin time
i coulda been somewhere flippin or smokin a dime
these b-tches now a days out of they rabbit -ss mind
ho you gets no sunshine from me just because you fine
i told em i heard it through the grapevine
you ain’t nothin but a freak
so now b-tches say we hiside cause we p-ss by and don’t speak

[chorus]

[pimp c]
see b-tches in p.a.
get mad when they see a young n-gg-
full of that chronic havin it his way
but them hoes got us f-cked up
the preacher got the clothes and the hoes wit his d-ck on swoll
trickin all my people bank roll
i peep that sh-t, i read my bible at home
cause i ain’t payin for that n-gg-‘s wrong
it’s time to ride 600, picture me and bun b
wit 4 million two drop top gold royces
now we smokin somethin
them b-tches tried to set us up, but we
b-tt-f-ck the d.a, f-ck the judge, and f-ck the p.a.p.d.
i already gotta deal with the rednecks
and ho -ss n-gg-s in this rap game comin with that complex
but b-tch this ain’t no f-ckin contest
and if it was we won
i’m a trill n-gg- live my life by the gun
i love smokin swisher sweets
uh, now f-ck them b-tches that say we hiside
cause we p-ss by and don’t speak

[pimp c talking and the chorus fades until the end]

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