Steal Your Mind


Say playa, ay manye

This Pimp C, mayne

Ya bitch just got peeled, mayne

I gotcha hoe, mayne

Look here, mayne

Is you gon' gimme the bitch clothes

Or we gon' have to go to war around this bitch

Hol' up, church-y CHOSE

I'm never gon' give a black eye to the game (gaaaame)

True to the code, real pimp, never lame (lame)

Niggas say I'm fraud (fraud) and not a real mack (mack)

Word to the pimp God, I don't hit you niggas striaght

If I did, it's cross-country with his face in his mind (miiind)

Two from his rare, 40-hoe dime (40-hoe dime)

If yo' bitch already chose from the CD and the cover

In the liner, 'bout the hoe fuckin on top of the cover

I stole yo' bitch, cause you not a good guuuuuy

You cain't control her body, if you cain't control her mind (miiiind, miiiind)

... That was a line from "The Mack"

If you LOSE all the bitches, you can have the hoe back

(You can have the hoe back, hoe back, you can have the hoe back...)

{Man with a dark and demon-like voice}

Now listen here, Bun... Chad...

You gotta get these hoes...

And you gotta break 'em like they NEVER been broke befo'

You gotta get inside they mind

Cause once you got they mind, you control their body

And once you got the body - YOU GOT IT ALL...

She was a pretty young thang, 21 years old

With a mouth made of gold and a platinum pussy hole (hole)

Blind as an owl, made it fresh off the bus (bus)

She lookin for a dream, but she just met us (us)

You wanna meet a star, baby, don't look in the sky (sky)

It's three right in front of you: me, myself & I (I)

You ask me the truth and I'm a tell you no lie

This is Playa International, but call it P.I. (I)

Now anywhere you wanna go, baby I could take ya

Anyone you wanna be, baby I can make ya

Whitney or Mariah or, Be-yon-cé

But you cain't have a husband or a fi-an-cé

No boyfriends, niggas or, live-in-lovers

Fuck ya baby daddy's mama, daddy, sisters and, brothers

If ya let me in, once, I'm a never let go

And that's how you steal her mind and make a top, notch, hoe

(What's hap'nin?)... This ol' manye

Holla at me, hit me with some 'Frisco game

Umm, he said, 'It's yo' thang

Man, you doin that, pimpin boy you did yo' thang"

So, I'm doin my thang, spit my game

I keep my hoes in candy canes

Look in the mirror, say it twice

Yeah bitch, I'm Candymanye

Takin ya mind, makin you mine

Put you with the Dogg - yeah

And have you fuckin with a team full of ball players

I'm talkin NBA, and the NFL

Girl, I'm major with this shit, I got clientele

I know the presidents, CEOs' and managers

Get this money for me, let the Boss Dogg manage ya

Real pimpin in the motherfuckin house

That's what the bih'ness is, FOOL whatchu talkin bout?

I know you fuckin with me boo, tell pimpin he's a mark

You should came and sell some pussy for the Dogg After Dark

Woof, woof, woof, woof...

Say mayne, what I can never understand, playa, is...

How these broads can go out, man, in a pourin rain and

Freezin cold, man, and... y'know ahhh... with nuthin on, man

Ah-and-and-and sell they bodies to these tricks man and

Put themselves in a position to get, g-get beat or-ah-ah

Raped, or-ah even KILLED, man, and take this money

And, all this money they make and bring it back to these niggas man

(Aww, that's cause ya pimpin, CHUUCH~!)

Oh, I'm not talkin 'bout me, man, I'm talkin bout them other niggas

And that's real, from the big cities to the small towns

You can find 'em everywhere, that's why I move all around

Yeah, she's a fine thang, she ain't heard my game

Make ME ya man and I'll expand ya whole mindframe

I sell, whole lotta things she never heard before

I'm doin the mack real fast, I'm makin HER my whore - BEEEITCH~!

I call the plays, I'm not fazed

But when I look in her eyes, this bitch is amazed

I'm all nonchalant, and she's so excited

It's that Pimpin Incorperated, that P.I. shit

I change ya life, bitch! You never liked it

Usta be, broke as hell, now you drive a fly whip

Chose on a real one, who laced you with the fame, girl

Feels like a dream, don't it? Ain't even a same world

All you gotta do is, everything I say

I'll be ya daddy and ya man, I'll never let you get up on it

(Let you get up on it, let you get up on it...)


Steal ya mind, beyotch~!

Pimp C, rest in peace...

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