Something Good (pimp C`s Remix) Lyrics

Something Good (pimp C`s Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Pimp C]

One with a trigger, two with a bat

Three big brothers four

Wanna squal with me, so I guess a brother gotta throw

Tell 'em like this ya better get up out my camp dude

Before I have to pull a gat and get real rude

I don't figure that it's worth gettin' hurt

Just cuz ya gal wanna give me that skirt

Bet it feels funny when ya doin' 69

Knowin' that ya sippin' on all my jimmy wine

And when ya get a kiss, do ya feel bad

Knowin' that ya swallowed on a skeeter that I had

You wanna step to me but I don't really think you should

I shoulda shot you up instead I told ya somethin' good.



[Chorus]

Tell me something good, oh baby, baby, baby yeah 

Tell me somtheing good, oh yeah, yeah

Tell me something good, oh oh, tell me baby, tell me

Tell me somthing good, oh baby, baby, baby yeah



[Verse 2: Bun B]

What's up with that bulge in ya khakis

You wanna pack a gat but you still ain't got the pull to come and jack me

You betta bring a gang load of homies when you think you wanna throw

Cuz by yourself you runnin' to the floor

I seen your kind before man you nothin' with your hands

More than a punk but still less than a man

You talk a lot of nothin' when ya chillin' with the ladies

Let me catch ya by yourself, you're pushin' up some daisies

Now crazy you wanna be 

But punks with no heart ain't hard 

They just waitin' for Bun to pull they card

You betta keep you weak self locked in ya hood

Cuz without your boys I'ma have to tell you somethin' good



[Chorus]



[Verse 3: Pimp C]

See brothers nowadays got a habit that they really need to stop

Gettin' all shot over a girl that I done popped

You need to check your gal and what she did in the past

Cuz if you know like me, you would drop her real fast

But I ain't bout to do her cuz I'm scared of that disease

Cuz she's passin' out the skinz like government cheese

But not me player cuz Pimp C wanna live

Have you had your test are you HI positive

But instead of gettin' checked you wanna fight with me

You need to check your blood and let somebody check your teeth

But if you don't step I'ma drop on ya fast

And pump off lead like bullets in your ass

I didn't do your girl but your sister was allright

Took her to my homeboy's caddy last night

She waxed my jimmy and then the little street tramp 

Did me on a box of tens and a Pioneer amp 

I hit if from the back and the girl just threw me 

Turned me on my stomach and she scratched me on my booty

Now everybody in the world

Know that your sister is a nasty little girl



Tell me something good, oh baby, baby, baby, yeah

Tell me something good, oh yeah, yeah



[Verse 4: Bun B]

Now let's talk about these part time hustlers

Throwin' up a set that you ain't down with 

Boy ya nothin' but a buster

Talkin' bout you down to pull a jack

Boy you couldn't jack a car when your tires caught a flat

I hear you talkin' all that pistol poppin' in the place

But if my boys ran up on you you'd probably pull some mace

I see it in your face you ain't got the heart to swing

Your hands be in your pocket when it's time to throw them things

Now every single day another brother pulls an act

He's tryin' to be trill but I can see that yellow stripe down his back

It's a fact of life I learned and understood

A brother ain't nothin' if he can't come and tell you something good