The Game Belongs to Me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got money on my beeper, dead trees on my phone

They call me Mick Jagger 'cause I roll a lot of stones

It's a whole lot of clones but only one Sweet Jones

Turnin' whores to carnivores, they just can't leave my meat alone

It's been a long time since I hustled on the block

But every corner that I hit, I left it screwed up and chopped

Marooned up and dropped, like my Biarritz on top

Let the muthafucka bleed until it drip the last drop

I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones

But now I'm sick with sixty bricks grippin' wood and flippin' chrome

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

Man, I pull up in your city and get my Bush on (What is that?)

Lay down the competition, take they cash crops, and get my push on

Moved up to a Bentley remote from a Lexus key

All because we cornered the market on that Texas tea

And we don't bar no 'plexes, we way bigger than other men though

The diamond deuces on tinted windows, we in the wind yo

Whichever way the wind blow, that's the corner we bend Joe

Don't know where you been bro, but it's no quiz to me, you win though

When it's ten fo', good, but in my Styrofoam good and muddy

We block bleeders (What?)

Leavin your neighborhoods good and bloody

We grippin that wood, lil' buddy, sit back and scope it

Pay attention to Prince and pushin' everything, bout to pump it

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

Uh! I done smashed up my Flying Spur, it wasn't shit

I just parked it in the grass and brought some brand new shit

A Phantom Rolls Royce, 24s with the bump

I ain't trippin' about the seats, I got them woofers in my trunk

Skunk in my swisher, codeine on my whiskers

Fuckin' with that Smoke D, Bundy, and that Vicious

UGK Records, it's an institution

Know a lot of **** livin' off of prostitution

Pimpin ain't dead, it just moved to the web

Bitch ain't gotta hit the track, ain't gotta give no tricks no head

Ain't got to give no tricks no pussy, just cameras and screens

Easiest money you can get, it's the American Dream, bitch

Man I'm a middle finger figure, on a million dollar mission

Poppin' like Orville Redenbacher, with a whippin' in the kitchen

Pitchin' Yayo like Dontrelle Willis, we the trillest, on the mound

I'm holdin' that whole South down, I know you feel us

We the realest walkin' the planet, can't stand it

Pass away, wanna fight us, start to swingin', wanna kill us

Blast away, wanna stab us

Get to stickin' but make sure you cut us deep

'Cause I betcha we comin' back a couple hundred brothers deep

Pimp and Bun, we run the streets, which streets?

Man, pick your hood

Don't matter, we represented, cross us we gon' get you good

Them Down South veterans, ain't nobody better than

Gonna tell your next of kin or your brethren, let us in cousin

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me

I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key

DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch, the game belongs to me