Steal Your Mind-Too Short/UGK/Trae The Truth/Z-RO

Steal Your Mind - UGK Church Say playa, ay manye This Pimp C, mayne Ya B***h just got peeled, mayne I gotcha hoe, mayne Look here, mayne Is you gon' gimme the B***h clothes Or we gon' have to go to war around this bitch Hol' up, church-y chose I'm never gon' give a black eye to the game (game) True to the code, real pimp, never lame (lame) Niggaz say I'm fraud (fraud) and not a real mack (mack) Word to the pimp God, I don't hit you niggaz striaght If I did, it's cross-country with his face in his mind (mind) Two from his rare, 40-hoe dime (40-hoe dime) If yo' B***h already chose from the CD and the cover In the liner, 'bout the hoe f**king on top of the cover I stole yo' bitch, 'cause you not a good guy You cain't control her body, if you cain't control her mind (mind, mind) That was a line from The Mack If you lose all the bitches, you can have the hoe back (You can have the hoe back, hoe back, you can have the hoe back) {Man with a dark and demon-like voice} Now listen here, Bun Chad You gotta get these hoes And you gotta break 'em like they never been broke befo' You gotta get inside they mind 'Cause once you got they mind, you control their body And once you got the body you get it all She was a pretty young thang, 21 years old With a mouth made of gold and a platinum pussy hole (hole) Blind as an owl, made it fresh off the bus (bus) She looking for a dream, but she just met us (us) You wanna meet a star, baby, don't look in the sky (sky) It's three right in front of you: me, myself & I (I) You ask me the truth and I'm a tell you no lie This is Playa International, but call it P.I. (I) Now anywhere you wanna go, baby I could take ya Anyone you wanna be, baby I can make ya Whitney or Mariah or, Be-yon-cé But you cain't have a husband or a fi-an-cé No boyfriends, niggaz or, live-in-lovers F**k ya baby daddy's mama, daddy, sisters and, brothers If ya let me in, once, I'm a never let go And that's how you steal her mind and make a top, notch, hoe (What's hap'ning?) This ol' manye Holla at me, hit me with some 'Frisco game Umm, he said, 'It's yo' thang Man, you doing that, pimping boy you did yo' thang So, I'm doing my thang, spit my game I keep my hoes in candy canes Look in the mirror, say it twice Yeah bitch, I'm Candymanye Taking ya mind, making you mine Put you with the Dogg yeah And have you f**king with a team full of ball players I'm talking NBA, and the NFL Girl, I'm major with this shit, I got clientele I know the presidents, CEOs' and managers Get this money for me, let the Boss Dogg manage ya Real pimping in the motherf**king house That's what the bih'ness is, fool whatchu talking bout? I know you f**king with me boo, tell pimping he's a mark You should came and sell some P***y for the Dogg After Dark Woof, woof, woof, woof Say mayne, what I can never understand, playa, is How these broads can go out, man, in a pouring rain and, Freezing cold, man, and y'know ahhh with nuthing on, man Ah-and-and-and sell they bodies to these tricks man and Put themselves in a position to get, g-get beat or-ah-ah Raped, or-ah even killed, man, and take this money And, all this money they make and bring it back to these niggaz man (Aww, that's cause ya pimping, chuch!) Oh, I'm not talkin' bout me, man, I'm talking bout them other niggaz And that's real, from the big cities to the small towns You can find 'em everywhere, that's why I move all around Yeah, she's a fine thang, she ain't heard my game Make ME ya man and I'll expand ya whole mindframe I sell, whole lotta things she never heard before I'm doing the mack real fast, I'm making her my whore bich! I call the plays, I'm not fazed But when I look in her eyes, this B***h is amazed I'm all nonchalant, and she's so excited It's that Pimping Incorperated, that P.I. shit I change ya life, bitch! You never liked it Usta be, broke as hell, now you drive a fly whip Chose on a real one, who laced you with the fame, girl Feels like a dream, don't it? Ain't even a same world All you gotta do is, everything I say I'll be ya daddy and ya man, I'll never let you get up on it (Let you get up on it, let you get up on it) Yeah Steal ya mind, beyotch! Pimp C, rest in peace