Underground Kingz Pinky Ring Lyrics

Ridin' Dirty Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 One Day
  • 3 Murder
  • 4 Pinky Ring
  • 5 Diamonds & Wood
  • 6 3 in the Mornin'
  • 7 Touched
  • 8 Fuck My Car
  • 9 That's Why I Carry
  • 10 Hi Life
  • 11 Good Stuff
  • 12 Ridin' Dirty
  • 13 Outro
  • [Intro:]
    You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so clean
    Fly women and fancy thangs, fly bitches and pinky rangs

    [Chorus:]
    You ain't never seen, how a pimp be oh so clean
    Fly women and fancy thangs, fly bitches and pinky rangs
    You ain't never seeeeeeeeeeeen
    A pimp that's rollin this clean, oh yeahhhhh

    [Pimp C:]
    You ain't never met a nigga like Pimp C hoe
    'Fore you come into my room take off your shit at the do'
    If you comin to my hotel then you came to fuck
    And if you fuckin with a Pimp then bitch your game is up
    If your bitch get mad when you play this talk
    Put her ass out on the highway, make that bitch walk
    I ain't make this shit, fuck this shit old
    You need to stop treatin these bitches like ladies
    and these nice ladies like hoes
    Standin on the front row, man this hoe a trip
    She done opened up her legs and let me scope the pussy lips
    Later on tonight, I'ma get behind her
    I hope this bitch don't act like Pimp C care for no vagina

    [Chorus]

    [Bun B:]
    Well you can catch me shoppin, checkin out the hoes boppin
    Choppin up game to keep 'em lap hoppin
    Pop in to the {?} show-stoppin
    Proppin up a wheel and maybe ass droppin
    Breakin haters off can't be mistaken for fakin
    Fools are the ones left shakin, flakin
    Marijuana deals with Jamaicans
    Bakin up the powder to a fat cake an'
    Mashin from the scene almost crashin, flashin
    Cop lights keep a player dashin
    Cash-in, on the crack course, paper stashin
    With a passion for high-priced fashion
    My dang clothes and my eighty-fo's clanky
    God thank ye, motherfuckers actin cranky
    Stanky, attitudes be janky
    I think he, gon' hafta feel the sting from the rang on my panky

    [Intro + Chorus]

    [Bun B:]
    Think I ain't heavy strokin, you must be jokin
    Tokin, on some shit I don't even be smokin
    That coke and, marijuana got yo' ass loc'n
    Croakin, sleepin motherfuckers 'til they woken
    I'm still crunk at five in the mornin'
    Why yo' ass yawnin? I'm flowin 'til the crack of dawn an'
    Laughin as ya pawn ya posessions
    Yes it's been worldwide tested
    Showin off my diamond investments

    [Pimp C:]
    A bitch, ain't shit to a pimp
    A twenty ounce steak and some fried side of shrimp
    A 600 S's, now the 6 drop
    Everything I ride original no kits on them chops
    18 inch Lorenzos, Yokohama tires
    When I ride by all them bitches get they pussy all on fire
    Bitches say I highside, hoe it ain't no thang
    Y'all just blinded by the diamonds the Pimp the pinky rang

    [Intro + Chorus: x2 with ad lib talking over]

    [Outro: UGK]
    Whassup Rick, yeah, hold up hold up
    What's up Greek, whassup
    Goodie Mob, Organized Noise, Geto Boys knahmtalkinbout
    OutKast, you know Atlanta in the house
    Jackson in the house and Memphis in the house
    New Orleans in the house, hold up
    Man I'm comin down like that, comin down like that
    Comin down like this, I'm comin down like this
    Comin down like that, comin down like that, hold up, hold up
    Huh, hollerin at the Boys off Botany (the Boys off Botany)
    Dem boys off Scott, dem boys on the Scott
    Hollerin at the boys, hold up man, hold up
    Talkin 'bout the South, talkin 'bout Screw
    Talkin 'bout the North, I'm talkin 'bout the North
    Talkin 'bout the East, I'm talkin 'bout the West
    Talkin 'bout the West... [fades out]

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