Meal Ticket

Meal Ticket

Master P, 8-Ball & Mjg, & Ugk

Альбом: I'M Bout It
Длительность: 4:04
Год: 2007
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My partner gave me 50 dollars, put me in the game
I've been slangin' weed then I moved up to 'caine
Pushin' them boulders, slangin' them quarters
I got 'em two for three, goddammit, now I'm a baller

Pushin' mad weight, from state to state
Niggas ridin' dirty, on my mobile phone, it's UGK
Pimp C said, "P, what's really goin' on?"
I said, "What's really happenin'?" He said, "I got a pocket full of stones"

Now P be the new kid on the block
36 O-Z's choppin' up rocks in my rock spot
They label me a drug dealer, just another hard nigga
Rest in peace to 2Pac and the rest of y'all thug niggas

Players hookin' up, tryna make bucks
Sendin' work from FedEx and UPS trucks
Now we livin' lavish, caviar and cabbage
Peppers and beans, and grits and cabbage

Down South hustlin', ballin', and slangin'
Niggas teamin' up, some niggas gangbangin'
Used to drink 40s, now it's Moët
Used to roll Cutlass, now it's Benzes and 'vettes

Baguettes on my fingers, Rolex watches
Hoes on the block bounce that ass, I mean pussy poppin'
Label me an alien, just like OutKast (yeah)
'Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it fast

'Cause I'm balling, y'all know I'm rowdy
Ask Big Mo and John Henry if y'all doubt it
Hooked up with 8Ball and MJG
'Cause we tryna get a meal ticket from these streets

Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)

8Ball and MJG, Southside representin'
A nigga came to mention these hoes can't touch my pimpin'
Mobbin' through the swamp, P and me and G and UGK
Southern as a motherfucker, fuck what them hoes say
'Cause we's be lookin' for a meal ticket, which is, drivin' me crazy
"Lady, can I claim your baby?" Honey callin' me shady, maybe
Constructive thinkin', returnin' to ducats bankin'
Oh Lord, somebody save me, slice some meat off in my gravy

Captain Save 'Em, pay 'em, before you get to lay 'em
Got a real nigga job, so damn hard tryna play 'em
Weigh 'em, no, weigh me, 'cause that's what they gon' pay me
Pimpin' ain't dead, baby, just ask MJG
Who be I? MJG, he be me
But if I was he, and you was I, who would you see?
Where in the fuck is justice when you're hungry?
Or do it only pertain to bustas, fakes, and phonies?
About that money, where my ticket?

Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)

Cocaine lady, white lady sellin' good
I'm leanin' on the leather, and I'm grippin' on the wood
I'm peeling on the Grant, ballin' in the slant
Back, I'm Pimp C, bitch and trill niggas roll Cadillac
Badass bitches can't leave my dick alone
I done bought me a ki and changed my name to James Jones
Pimpin' ain't dead, ya heard what I said
How the fuck is pimpin' dead when bitches still givin' me head?
Lickin' my ass and Bun B done hit her

Suck the nut up out of Butler, fuckin' slow down swamp nigga
Now bitch I be the prince of pushin' everything
The pope of Port Arthur, the king of the quarters
Fuckin' with nothin' but queens and they daughters

Get lean sweeter than water, I flow like a Asian, Malaysian
Saudi Arabian, African I be blazin'
In the Golden Gate, swish it out
Holdin' weight, I hits the block, I'm rollin' bait
Them fiends come out, they know they got some stolen cake
I motivate, fiends, dealers, ballers, haters, shops, and boppers
Jekyll and Hyde, Bonnie and Clyde
And niggas that ride with Glocks and choppers
What we out for?

Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)
Tryna get a meal ticket (tryna get a meal ticket)