Int'l Players Anthem (I Choose You) [feat. Three 6 Mafia]

Then I cc'ed every girl that I'd see, see 'round town And hate to see y'all frown, but I'd rather see her smilin' Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island Peninsula maybe, it makes no sense, I know crazy Give up all this pussy cat that's in my lap, no lookin' back? Spaceships don't come equipped with rear view mirrors They dip as quick as they can, the atmosphere is now ripped I'm so like a pimp, I'm glad it's night, stole the light from the sun Would not burn me on my bum when I shoot the moon High jump the broom like a pre-me out the womb My partner yellin', "Too soon, don't do it" Reconsider, read some literature on the subject You sure? Fuck it You know we got your back like chiropractic If that bitch do you dirty, we'll wipe her ass out in some detergent Now hurry, hurry go on to the altar I know you ain't a pimp, but pimp remember what I taught ya Keep your heart, three stacks, keep your heart Hey keep your heart, three stacks, keep your heart Man, these girls are smart, three stacks, these girls are smart Play your part, play your part My bitch a choosin' lover, never fuck without a rubber Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover Money on the dresser, drive a compressor Top notch hoe's get the most, not the lesser Trash like to fuck with $40 in the club Fuckin' up the game, bitch it gets no love She be cross country, givin' all that she got A thousand a pop, I'm pullin' Bentleys off the lot I smashed up the gray one, bought me a red Every time we hit the parkin' lot we turn head Some hoe's wanna choose but them bitches too scary Your bitch chose me, you ain't a pimp, you a fairy Oh, I choose you, girl Baby you been rollin' solo, time to get down with the team The grass is greener on that other side, if know what I mean I show you shit you never seen, the seven wonders of the world And I can make you the eighth if you wanna be my girl When I say my girl, I don't mean my woman, that ain't my style Need a real street stalker to walk a green mile We pilin' up the paper on the dinin' room table 'Cuz you able to realize I'm the truth and not a fable We rock the freshest sable, keep that 'chilla on the rack What I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back I'm a million dollar mack that need a billion dollar bitch Put my pimpin' in your life, watch ya daddy get rich Easy as A, B, C, simple as 1, 2, 3 Get down with ugk, Pimp C, B you N B 'Cuz what's a hoe with no pimp? And what's a pimp with no hoe's? Don't be a lame, you know the game and how it goes We tryin' to get chose Oh, I choose you, girl Eeny meeny decisions with precision I pick or Make my selection on who I choose to be wit' girl Don't touch my projection, I know you want it to slip But slippin' is somethin' I don't do, tippin' for life That's like makin' it rain every month on schedule Let me tell you, get your parasol umbrella 'Cuz it's gonna get wetter, better prepare you for the c-support She supposed to spend in on that baby but we see she don't Ask, ask Paul Mccartney, the lawyers couldn't stop me Slaughter, slaughter them pockets had to tie her to a rock and Send her in to outer space, I know he wish he could 'Cuz he payin' 20K a day, that bitch is eatin' good Like an infant on a double D titty, just gettin' plump 'Cuz you miscalculated the next to the, the last pump Dump, dump in the gut, raw from the giddy up Better choose the right one or pick, pick the kiddies up Oh, I choose you, girl I choose you, baby