Family Affair Lyrics

Family Affair lyrics

[Pimp C]

Comin' through, bumpin' screw, blowin' sweet red hair

Bitches slippin' I ain't trippin' it's a family affair

If ya click ain't brandin' then ya click ain't shit

Most niggas come around ya just to ride ya dick

Cause ya got deep investments in the girl called crack

And ya pimp her and ya pipe her and she pay fo' yo Lac

Fool, you make a lot of money but cha' talk too much

Countin' chickens that ain't there'll get cha' caught in a fuss

Makin' false accusations, fake boot in yo mug

Niggas trippin on that click'll take yo life and yo drugs

Cause out here ain't no love, just Miller's and killers

And some trilla life ass niggas, pimpin' hoes like gorillas

Niggas in Caddys say scrilla but to me it's just ends

I'd rather roll 96' Lac than a 83' Benz

If you got murderers in yo family put cho' blunt in the air

Flippin' and dippin' me and yo chicken, it's a family affair



[Hook: Pimp C]

Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair

Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair

It's a family affair, it's a family affair

Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair

Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair

Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair

It's a family affair, it's a family affair

Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair



[Bun B]

Port Arthur, Texas represented by long lines and G's

Where niggas'll fuck you out cho' money, yo mind, yo keys

From the days of Pugh boys, tries and Mickey D's fight

The fact that Beans was tight, B.V. on Sunday night

We had the first family, C and Mr. Chris Brown

My niggas DJ and Leroy was puttin' shit down

My DJ burns Volvo, Ski-Daddy and Big Mitch

J.B. and Big Bun one crazy son of a bitch

Y.G.'s, Lil' Daze, Rat Raw, and Ty B. and the rest

The Louis Manor Posse, some of Port Arthur's best

And Carver Terrace, known as Jesse Prince House

Westside got that way and that power will dismiss y'all

BJ, Savanah, 5-0-3, 8th Street and mini-mart

Reventual and Beverly's is full of fools with plenty heart

And Villa, Main, Jefferson, Rampart longs in ya face

With Swisha Sweet Houses all over the place

Cause it's a family affair



[Hook]



[Bun B]

Hold up, gots to holla at the playas from my city

Real, trill ballers makin' half ass hustlers look shitty

Talkin' bout Linda Brown, Kita Shirley scratch

That chicken coupe, with a flock of birds ready to hatch

Lil' Earl, Big Boy fool and Percy Blake our brew

Lil' Block, O.B., Squeak can't forget about you

B.J., Kiyay, Spoon-Guy we been down here long

Lil' Lynn and K-I-R yeah them boys real strong

Gary Ellis, B. Cricket, Dooky, Shandre Shagg

J-Will, Kite, the sinuses'll kill smokin' big bags

Wreckin' Crew, R-B-J, Lucky's in the shack

Yeah that P.A. click, they got them stacks and that's a fact



[Pimp C]

I'm a pimp ass nigga, so I collect riches

Don't spend my time trickin' with hoes

Ain't supposed to hang with no snitches

Now niggas down with this, or down for offerin' shallow pockets

But when the drama jump down ain't nobody down but cha' mama

Some women fuck they men a lot, they think they pussy the bomb

No matter how much she fuck him, he in another bitch arm

And even though you sucked the mushroom head of his dick

He still gon' go back to them hoes cause in his heart he a trick

And yo bank account lookin' low

My pimpin' is straight lookin' thick

She's see the ho and I'm the pimp and straight dis this shit

You can't say ya guard low and ya covers is bare

One of my hoes just broke a trick and it's a family affair



[Hook]