Ugk - Hiside lyrics

[Pimp C: talking]

Uh no love

Now check this out

Bitches be gettin offended when uh they hear the word bitch

Well maybe that's cause they bitches

Know what I'm talkin bout

[Pimp C]

Stankin bitches say I hiside

Cause I pass by

Don't smoke my fuckin weed wit em

Don't let em sit on my plush crush

Three times gold, I'm a pimp ass nigga

So like a ball is how I roll

And I don't be paradin with them bitches in the street

Ho is you payin me?

Well if not ain't no need in you thinkin that you gon stay wit me

Bitch I'm a pimp cause that's the way you bitches force me to be

You say you broke well bitch you need to stop fucking 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 bitch game is my middle name

Suckin on thangs, fuckin for fame

But bitch 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 fucked the whole town

And that I know that she a freak

Bitches say we hiside cause we pass and don't speak

Don't speak, don't speak

Bitches say we hiside cause we pass by and don't speak

I know they wanna freak [x3]

Bitches say we hiside cause we pass by

[Bun B]

Sometimes there be a lot of shit I wanna do

But won't do, if I gotta do shit in front of you

Oh bitch 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 bitch for?

And how the fuck I look walkin around scratchin yo witch ho?

No keep them crabs keep that cock in that case

Cause bitch a pussy ain't nothin but my hand wit a face

And any bitch can take another bitch place

Now ain't that a foul taste

And it wasn't a fuck it was a waste of my mutherfuckin time

I coulda been somewhere flippin or smokin a dime

These bitches now a days out of they rabbit ass 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 bitches say we hiside cause we pass by and don't speak

[Chorus]

[Pimp C]

See bitches in P.A.

Get mad when they see a young nigga

full of that chronic havin it his way

But them hoes got us fucked up

The preacher got the clothes and the hoes wit his dick on swoll

Trickin all my people bank roll

I peep that shit, I read my Bible at home

Cause I ain't payin for that nigga'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 bitches tried to set us up, but we

Butt-fuck the D.A, fuck the judge, and fuck the P.A.P.D.

I already gotta deal with the rednecks

And ho ass niggas in this rap game comin with that complex

But bitch this ain't no fuckin contest

And if it was we won

I'm a trill nigga live my life by the gun

I love smokin swisher sweets

Uh, now fuck them bitches that say we hiside

cause we pass by and don't speak

[Pimp C talking and the chorus fades until the end]