Let Me See It - Lyrics - Ugk
UGK was an American hip hop duo from Port Arthur, Texas, formed in 1987, by the late Chad "Pimp C" Butler. He was then joined by Bernard "Bun B" Freeman, who became his longtime collaborator. They released their first major-label album Too Hard to Swallow, in 1992, followed by several other albums charting on the Billboard 200 and Top R&B Hip-Hop Albums charts, including the self-titled Underground Kingz album, which debuted at number one on the Billboard 200, in August 2007. The duo has also been featured on hit singles by several other artists, such as on "Big Pimpin'" by Jay-Z and "Sippin' on Some Syrup" by Three 6 Mafia. Pimp C founded UGK Records in late 2005. On December 4, 2007, Pimp C was found dead in a West Hollywood, California hotel room.
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(*** C)
Let me see it, hold up...hol' up
Let me see it, uh...hol' up...let me see it
Let me see it...(repeat)
Bend over lemme see it
Let me see it...(repeat)
Bend over lemme see it..
(Bun B)
Now, from the city that I live in
To the city where I'm from
For all the hoes that we done did
And the hoes that we ain't done
From the ones that f**k for shrimp
To the ones that f**k for ***:
If you ain't fittin' ta f**k ***
Then you ain't fittin' ta f**k Bun
Got some hoes from the 'hood ('hood)
That live to keep it live (live)
And some office buildin' boppers (boppers)
Workin' 9 to 5 (five)
Ball playa baby mama ***;
But to me it ain't no thang
Let that monkey hang, baby
Let me see it..
Chorus: (*** C) (x4)
Let me see it, let me see it
Let me see it, let me see it
Let me see it, let me see it
Bend over, let me see it..
(Bun B)
Go'on and let a *** peak (peak)
And let a *** poke (poke)
F**k a *** from his street (street)
And let a *** stroke (stroke)
See, I know that you a freak (freak)
From passin' to my folk (folk)
Let me bust it in yo' cheek (cheek)
'Til you muthaf**kin' choke (choke)
It's nothin' but a G thang, baby, when you suck it
Steady frontin' in yo' G-strang
Go'on lemme f**k it
See, we know that you a pro (pro)
From shakin' and tuckin'
We some grown muthaf**kas
Like ta get naked, buck it
From the back (back), to the front (front)
And to the side (side)
In the 'Lac ('Lac), wit' a blunt (blunt)
Now, where the light (light)?
It's a fact (fact): I've seen it
Lemme get in between it
Now, over bend, once again
***, show it like ya mean it..
Chorus: (x2)
(*** C)
Uh...take it off, chick
Bend over, lemme see it
I'm Sweet James Jones
And a trick: I couldn't be it
Got a young brown stallion
And she 20 years old
When she pop it from the back
You see that hairy ***
From the A-T-L hoes, to the H-town strippers
To the boppers in DeVille
That's suckin' us and pullin' zippers
Now, it how it make ya feel when you see a *** shine?
***, you wastin' too much time..
Get back up on yo' grind (grind, grind...)
Chorus: (x4)
(*** C)
I'm a country-*** ***;
I f**ked wit' yo' wife..
If yo' *** come around
We put some *** in her life
'Cause them *** ain't real
Must'a started smokin' rocks
It all fell down
'Cause they was bitin' too much ***
But what goes up, must come down..
While these *** suckin' ***
And droppin' to the ground..
Every city, every town:
I'm ballin' in the mix
I'm servin' *** bricks
Keep a bad yellow ***
On my team...sippin' lean
Ain't no thang of the past;
The '84 Beritz with the slant-back ***
Keepin' me a pro, next to my fo'
Instead of stackin' cheese
He steady screamin' to that ho..
Let me see it
(*** C)
F**k-*** ***..
Ol' f**k-*** ***, get yo' mind on yo' money
Hol' up...hol' up (uh)...UGK, ***
Uh (uh)...representin' that South...that South
And this ain't no muthaf**kin'...hip hop records (f**k *** ***);
These country rap tunes
Hol' up...uh
So, you could separate us from the rest..
Like I tol' you the last time
