tell me how ya feel lyrics – ugk

ladies and gentlemen
you are now tuned in to the very best
this is a jazze phizzle, produc-shizzle
u.g.k., pimp c, sweet jones, bun b

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

i call my motherf*ckin’ sw*ngers on the slab, money on my mind
24/7 i’m out here on the grind
wanna jack that way to heaven, got somethin’ for ya spine
put ya on the sh*t bad if you really wanna try

i done been to h*ll and back, they call me t.b.c.
now everythang that i drive got at least five tv’s
two in the sun visor, two in the headrest
when jumpin’ out to dash, two hundred thousand on my chest

hangin’ ’round my neck, blindin’ you n*gg*z
i ain’t cappin’, i’m just tellin’ you what’s hap’nin’
some n*gg*z be winnin’ and some be steady losin’
touchin’ down, women they stayin’, they steady chosin’

tired of feelin’ bashed and mashed and want some cash
you only live once, she fin’ to cheat on her man
’cause i’ma stand up in her and sin her ’cause she a winner
i’m sweet jones b*tch and i’m pimpin’, y’all some beginners

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

yeah, well, i’m the son of the struggle, the godchild of the grind
the product of the product and the cousin of crime
so get that f*ck up out your mind, i’m born to this life
and my work is the only woman i’ll ever make my wife

so all you triflin’-*ss, stiflin’-*ss, mud-stuck, f*ck boys
gettin’ bound to borin’, you sh*t out of luck boys
the kingz is back in the buildin’, just in the knick of time
and we fin’ to do it to it partner while you n*gg*z lyin’

touchin’ us, you n*gg*z dyin’, kill you hoes, just for tryin’
death befo’ dishonor, you never see me testifyin’
standin’ on the stand, grab a workout in the yard
trill n*gg*z never fraud, you can put that on the lord

goin’ hard, ask the hardest n*gg* you know in the street
i’m the last n*gg* that that n*gg* wanna meet
ain’t no need to exaggerate, i just tell it like it is
so get the f*ck up out my way, bun beeda handlin’ biz
i? m the sh*t

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

well, if you had yo’self a pimp and you had yo’self a g
and you put ’em both together, what the f*ck would you see?
u.g.k. n*gg*, fresher than a cashmere sweater
when it come to keepin’ it trill, n*body do it better

ain’t no candy paint wetter, no 24’s cl*ssier
no leather seats softer, no other brothers cl*ssier
and you could never p*ss me up, so slow your roll, mayne
recognize the real when pimp and bun in control, mayne

ugh, i got a candy cup, sittin’ on buck
two-hundred thousand when i roll up
year ago, i was on lock, now i’m out here droppin’ them tops
48 months, i was gone, barely got back, it’s still on
i know y’all hate to see the pimp free, all y’all all can eat a big d

i see the kingz winnin’, thought it was over, it’s the beginnin’
underground, we run the south, diss me, i’ma bust your mouth
i don’t run, i come to your house
you gon’ lose, n*gg*, that’s no doubt
we can jump or pop it out, i ain’t jeezy, don’t swap it out
knahmtalkinbout?

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

i’m out here grippin’ on the wood, sittin’ on the leather
keep the gold diggin’ b*tches tryin’ to keep they sh*t together
sw*ngin’ through yo’ hood, diamonds on the wheel
when you see a pimp shinin’, b*tch, tell me how ya feel

/ ugk lyrics