Cigarette - Too Short Presents UGK, Layzie Bone, Koffee & Various Others, Too Short, Ugk

I’m comin' down candy, I’m leanin' on the switch

I’m hangin' out the window, cup of barre, I see a bitch

Ho, money is no object but you think that it’s a game

Steady try’na clock the diamonds in my piece and chain

Wanna rub on the grain, wanna sit on the butter

When bitch you will discover I’m a pimp and not a lover

See all the things I did as a kid off in the game

Made sure in '96 that I’d would be gripping' on the grain

I traded in the Fleetwood, in with the new

Got a '96 drop AMG, that bitch blue

Officer pulled me over but bitch you must be joking

That was a cigarette I was smoking

I ain’t no joke

That was a cigarette I was smoking

Officer you must be joking

That was a cigarette I was smoking

Too Hard to Swallow, Super Tight, plus Ridin' Dirty

Ever seen your weed as big papi

That leave your shit sloppy

I ain’t hip hoppin, it’s big player parlayer

The payer of the bill for the simp and the?

So let’s dip through the hills

Grip on the wheel, for the trip that’s so real

We flip, can you feel, we pop the clip and the seal

Now how the fuck you figure you can handle what the trigger do

Stupid ass nigga you

I’m getting' bigger through constant elevation

Stay patient, one day I’ll rule the nation

Live on your radio station, locin'

Officer, sir you must be jokin'

That was a cigarette I was smokin'

ATL’s the place

559 parking lot was the scene

Smoking big green with a bitch named Vicki

Ho dance down in Nikki’s steady slipping

As this bitch give my dick hickies

Till one time pulled me over in my old school Oldsmobile

Officer, what’s the deal?

I’m just ridin' round here on chill

With my dick on this ho’s grill

Got the 98 smelling like straight kill

He said sir you know you’re ridin' with one headlight

I’ve been rollin' for two months with them hoes on bright

He said your girl friend here is doing an awful lot of choking

It must have been that cigarette she was smokin'

Deep in the hood, I ain’t driving too fast

Got my beat up loud and my ghetto pass

Why you pulling me over, what I do?

Got a funk full of dope, nationwide too

We in stores and we independent

That’s why we always ride new benzes

I was smokin', yeah I did that

But it wasn’t no weed, it was a cigarette

Now I gotta get out, I already know my part

People stopping' and staring, cause they know I’m a star

Ghetto legend, I know ya heard one about me

Got a stable of 'em, I never run outta freaks

Ridin' through the hood, high sidin' lookin' good

I blow a bitch mind every motherfucking time

With these pimp lines

Spittin' out the window

Car full of smoke but it wasn’t no indo

Saturday night, we in the mix

A whole lotta bitches and a whole lotta tricks

I’m upstairs at the bar with hoes taking flicks

Try’na pick out the one that love to suck dick

I got two or three blunts rolled already

Two or three chicks ready to go already

I’m fired up, startin' to blow already

These hoes take one puff and blown already

We trippin' and we kicking' it

Drinkin' up, smokin' shit

DJs bumpin' hype shit, getting' a bitch open shit

All of a sudden police niggas walkin' up

Nose in the air sweating a nigga 'bout sparking up

Fuck what a nigga do, fuck what a nigga is

Fuck you and all the rest of these niggas in the rap biz

Before I knew it they was rushing me up out the club

All I could say is one thing and it was…