Gitcha Mind Right

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Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 (Tony Snow, know what I? m talkin? about? Tony Snow, bitch)
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 (Young Pimp, Young Pimp, Sweet Jones, yes, it is, it's goin? down
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 (Dedicated to Fat Pat, Lil' Daddy, know what I? m talkin? about?)
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 (Big Dog and Biz, Baby Looney)
 I'm so throwed in the game
 Gettin? my paper, takin? over they brains
 The drank over the ice is so cold
 Pulled up to the light and light my diner, strike the pose
 These niggaz in this game they wanna stop the Pimp
 Don't wanna see me comin? up and flyin? like a blimp
 I think they feel like I'ma threat
 But I'ma old school motherfuckin? vet
 So getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Uh, Pimp C, Sir James
 Y'all can't fade this country thang
 Nigga in? The Source? tried to hate on me
 But bitch, I got the whole South ridin? wit' me
 Ask this nigga Jeezy, bitch, I'm the truth
 Me and Short Dog go and smoke in the coupe
 I'm talkin? 'bout Too $hort not that fake nigga
 The rap game, full of all you fake niggaz
 Nigga in ya booty gettin? raped nigga
 If you ever take a trip upstate nigga
 I don't wanna see them niggaz in the city
 His gal head was good but her pussy was shitty
 That's right nigga, I flipped ya bitch
 She a three-way freak, every hoe take a dick
 Sent her on a mission, go hit that lick
 Ya dick is so weak and my game is so slick
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Yeah, uh, getcha mind right nigga, act like y'know
 Cory Mo pimpin? that pen with Tony Snow
 Once again in the lab with a pen and a pad
 I'm been payin? my dues since early '94
 Me and Mike Moe both got a wall full of plaques
 Ten car garage and it's all full of 'Llacs
 Front to the back, Seville to the fleet
 Can't miss me bitch, keep a ear to the street
 Gotta trunk full of beef for you, hoe ass niggaz
 I'm eleven steps ahead of you, slow ass niggaz
 Gotcha gal on my team and she kiss my pinky ring
 Every time I tell her to, "Nigga, who the hell is you?"
 I'ma underground king with a hell of a slang
 Pimpin? and pampering women with a hell of a game
 I'm tellin? ya man, I'm making some incredible change
 So getcha mind right hoe, stay the hell outta my lane hoe
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind right, baby, you a simp
 And I'ma red hot undercover pimp
 Now, getcha mind
 

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Duration
03:38
Key
8
Tempo
115 BPM

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