[Bun B]
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When I first started back in 1989
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I wasn't movin keys I barely movin dimes
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Started comin up fiends recognize my face
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Started payin off the laws so I wouldn't catch a case
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You wanna freebase I got them hovers for your ass
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You get high as a kite and you feel a megablast
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cash movin stacks, then they came to piles
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And then them fiends started hittin crack viles
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[Pimp C]
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Back in the days they used to run up sayin Pimp C what ya know?
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I tell em get this crack and get the fuckawayfrommehoe!
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Cause everywhere I went it became an instant cut
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Cause they knew I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
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A fiend gon' be a fiend, but you can't change they ass I guess
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take a Brilo pad to the chest
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now they won't leave me alone
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cause they know I got a whole pocket full of stones
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[Chorus:]
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I gotta pocket full of stones
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I gotta pocket full of stones
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I gotta pocket full of stones
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And they won't leave my ass alone
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[Pimp C]
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I bought a Cadillac brought it to a street top
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Started me a family and started pushin crack rock
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Rock crack sho ain't good in the city that
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Had a fuckin hoe for every letter in the alphabet
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Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
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And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my dick for free
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[Bun B] Now what did C?
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I bought my first key from my babymommabrutha
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I cooked it up myself and started passin out them hovers
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Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
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Sold my cadillac and bought a lexus sports coupe
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I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
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Gotta a detail shop to cover up them duckets that I make
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It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
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Still smoke weed still drink beer and toke
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Now all them laws won't leave me alone
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Cause they know all my niggas got a pocket full of stones
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[Chorus]
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[Bun B]
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Livin real smooth like Aloe Vera lotion
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I'm sellin crack rock, the devil's love potion
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Three wheel motion on my buick park ave
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Fiends used to smoke twenties, now they smokin slabs
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Paid like a muthafucka clientel is growin
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It's gettin so bad I got pregnant fiends hoin
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suck a dick and lick an ass just to get a pump
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fuck Black Caesar niggaz call me Black Trump
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Pistol Grip pump in my lap at all times
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Niggaz fuck wit other niggaz shit but they don't fuck wit mine
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Got my money totalled for a big time pass
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17-5 I gotta bird on they ass
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I put my boys down so they wouldn't have to rob
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Now my click is comin up like the fuckin mob
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My workers got workers everybody makin green
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gettin cash for puttin stones in the pockets of the fiends
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[Chorus]
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[Bun B]
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Business boomin daily, my product sellin fast
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me and my nigga C is makin money out the ass
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This shit is gettin silly dope is so easy to sell
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Pay everybody bail ain't no spendin time in jail
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I gotta make the sales cause it's all about that green
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Mo worker mo workers, my face ain't on the scene
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My attitude is mean cause I keepin my respect
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Ain't nobody out of line cause I got em all in check
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I broke a cops neck cause he step outta place
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Dead pig, murder 1 now I got time to face
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The judge that sent me got capped by my nigga C
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And now his ass is sent up the river next to me
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Four years pass and we back on the shoulder
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Cut a fifty up into a nice fat boulder
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Cut it to a nice fat pile of hover tens
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Gotta pocket full of stones startin all over again!!!
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Pocket Full Of Stones
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UGK |