Lyrics Good Stuff - UGK
Where
the
hoes?
Where
the
hoes?
Lookin',
lookin',
tighten
up,
tryin'
to
tighten
up
Where
the
hoes?
Where
the
hoes?
Check
it
out
I'm
coming
down
candy,
I
put
in
my
work
Got
a
10,
000
dollar
link
medallion
hangin'
on
a
2000
dollar
shirt,
the
game's
been
good
And
all
the
hoes
wanna
sit
on
leather
and
the
wood
Bitches
tryin'
to
price
my
diamonds
But
that
shit
is
just
so
common
'Cause
they
see
a
nigga
shinin'
But
I'm
movin'
too
fast
96
karats,
if
you
think
that
you
could
manage
Got
the
drink
and
the
salad,
now
the
bitch
is
on
the
J
I'm
comin'
down
gulf
way,
I'm
tryin'
to
see
what's
up
I
see
big
ass
and
some
titties
Now,
we
flippin'
in
the
'bourbon
to
the
city
The
attitude's
shitty
but
I
bought
no
plex
Ain't
talkin'
'bout
the
Malcolm,
but
I'm
ridin'
on
the
X
The
highway
was
so
wet,
I'm
slippin'
out
my
lane
The
bitch
was
on
her
knees,
now
she's
runnin'
me
a
game
I
bet
you
never
seen
a
big
truck
like
that
I
bet
you
never
got
a
dick
sucked
like
that
The
bitch
didn't
know
that
I
was
tapin'
the
whole
scene
Now,
we
watchin'
that
bitch
suck
me
on
a
5 piece
screen
The
glitter
and
the
gleam,
we
saw
them
in
the
show
Chauffeurs
and
the
sofas,
hotel
pictures
and
the
hoes
I
got
the
haters,
and
the
jackers,
and
the
million
dollar
crackers
Tryin'
to
close
me
down,
but
I
got
ghetto
love
I'm
Pimp
C,
bitch,
I'm
comin'
down
richer
than
rich
So
bitch,
you
know
you
gotta
gimme
good
stuff
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Ba
ba
ba
ba
da
da
da
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
Ba
ba
ba
ba
da
da
da
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
Comin'
down
on
fresh
paint
Blowin'
swisher
sweet
smoke
We
flippin'
worldwide,
P
A
T
international
jet
setters
Bigger
than
the
Hollywood
letters
But
don't
get
us
confused,
you
lose
when
you
bet
us
Breakin'
off
the
jealous
with
pitch
black
Birettas
My
fellas
and
tellers
who
holdin'
plates
against
them
Texas
boys
Bringin'
the
noise
to
haters
in
96 plex
Like
you
major,
boy,
you
have
done
played
yourself
Too
Short
smoked
you
like
a
Newport,
and
you
bought
A
one
way
ticket
to
something
bigger
than
you
Over
your
head
and
got
scared,
exactly
what
I
figured
you'd
do
Now,
who
you
kiddin'?
I'm
slangin',
bangin',
and
skiddin'
Busta
playa
moves
and
if
you
done
it
and
did
it
As
I
sit
in
the
lap
of
luxury,
D
E
A
is
tryin'
to
stick
bugs
to
me
Undercover
motherfucker
tried
to
sell
drugs
to
me
What
could
be
more
throw?
Mafioso
puttin'
bombs
under
my
load
Never
show
no
grief,
miss
the
signs
in
the
climate
Now,
I'm
comin'
down
shinin'
Pieces
and
chains
full
of
diamonds
I'm
winin'
and
dinin'
and
Caligula
Pretty
boys
gettin'
off
the
hook
And
bitches
sayin'
but
I'm
diggin'
ya
But
I
know
that
make
ya
mega
crunk
And
make
ya,
make
it,
man,
it
make
a
niggas
wanna
pop
trunk
Got
skunk
from
the
rasta,
eatin'
pasta,
steak
and
lobster
Like
a
mobster
and
gots
to
be
lookin'
for
the
good
stuff
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Ba
ba
ba
ba
da
da
da
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
Ba
ba
ba
ba
da
da
da
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
Comin'
down
on
fresh
paint
Blowin'
swisher
sweet
smoke
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Ba
ba
ba
ba
da
da
da
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
Ba
ba
ba
ba
da
da
da
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
Comin'
down
on
fresh
paint
Blowin'
swisher
sweet
smoke,
smoke,
smoke
Blowin'
swisher
sweet
smoke
Lookin'
for
that
good
stuff
Tighten
up
on
your
backstroke
1 I Left It Wet for You
2 Something Good
3 Murder
4 It's Supposed to Bubble
5 Pocket Full of Stones
6 Diamonds & Wood
7 Short Texas
8 Let Me See It
9 Front, Back & Side to Side
10 Ain't That a Bitch (Ask Yourself)
11 Ain't That a Bitch (Ask Yourself) [feat. Devin the Dude]
12 Protect & Serve
13 Choppin' Blades
14 Good Stuff
15 Pocket Full of Stones (Pimp C Remix)
16 One Day
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