[Intro: Smitty]
Urb', Smitty (Haha)
Little ’80s in the building
[Verse 1: Smitty]
I woke up late, at about noon (Yeah)
Just thought I had to be in Dade County soon (Hey)
Donk with the guts wood, 'gnac got the cup full
Icey, white tee yeah, nigga, that's hood
King of the town (Town), howl money and pow’ (Pow')
Stack that, wrap that like Cristal
Say she love dough, say she like my style
Well, look, here's a couple mo' how ya like me now? (Oh!)
[Verse 2: Urban Mystic]
Just went and copped a crispy tee
Hit the block in a gangsta lean (Yeah)
Ride the wheels off 'til they squeaky clean
When the sun hit 'em they went bling, bling (Haha)
Bought a Apple Bottom I crunked up the volume
Let the bass knock, she look back, yeah I got her
She hopped up in it, slammed the do' (Oh)
Never seen 24s on a Impala befo' (No)
Shawty lookin’ sweet from head to feet
We caught a flick, got us somethin’ to eat
Pump the A/C, let her smoke my trees
Gotta show me somethin', ain’t nothin' for free (No)
Just tryin' to holla, I blew all my dollars
She wrote down her number, said, "Call me tomorrow"
I look thought fo' sure I was ’bout to cut (Oh)
So I, looked at shawty and said, "What's up?" (No)
[Chorus: Urban Mystic]
I got that fire, got that funk
I got them 15's in the trunk
I got them hundreds spokes on the donk
I'm a pimp, I could get you anything that you want
I ain't got to be ya man, I just wanna cut
If I keep V.S.O.P. in ya cup
If you gotta couple friends, bring 'em in, baby what?
If you wanna hit the moon, let me know, we could go
I got that
[Verse 3: Urban Mystic]
Bachelor pad with a view of the stars (Well)
Gotta killer pit to patrol the yard
I got plenty grip I could buy at the bar (Yeah)
Got some, crazy homies and they all got cars
When we, hit the club, pick chicks up, we leavin'
Hit the IHOP, Optimo's what we cheifin' in
Roll around with the windows down (Oh)
With limo tint you ain't seein' us (No)
[Chorus: Urban Mystic]
I got that fire, got that funk
I got them 15's in the trunk
I got them hundreds spokes on the donk
I'm a pimp, I could get you anything that you want
I ain't got to be ya man, I just wanna cut
If I keep V.S.O.P. in ya cup
If you gotta couple friends, bring 'em in, baby what?
If you wanna hit the moon, let me know, we could go
I got that
[Verse 4: Smitty]
Kush yeah I got that, hard, yeah I got that
Might go fo' 22, but it ain't about that
I'll put the .22 right where yo' top that
Yeah, pimpin', what it do? Around here it's like that
Y'all boys funny, put yo' money where yo' mouth at
And what? Stand up, ah yeah where the soft at?
Fresh hun'ned grand, and man you ain't even never count that
Blistered up my hands, tryin' to flip a couple grands
Now we could sit and talk about the hoes I got
Or the flows I got, or the dough I got
And I ain't gotta prove what I know I got
Couple chicks in the 6, boy, I know I'm hot
[Bridge: Urban Mystic]
I got that rubber hand, around that knot ('Round that knot)
Chevy sittin' outside in the lot (In the lot)
Got the chick that you thought I couldn't knock
They just braggin' 'bout the stuff I got
But I got them Forces fresh in the box
Only get worn once then it's back in the box
I don't know about you, but I got it on lock (Got it on lock)
If you get that 'cause I got that, got that (Yeahhh, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Urban Mystic]
I got that fire, got that funk
I got them 15's in the trunk
I got them hundreds spokes on the donk
I'm a pimp, I could get you anything that you want
I ain't got to be ya man, I just wanna cut
If I keep V.S.O.P. in ya cup
If you gotta couple friends, bring 'em in, baby what?
If you wanna hit the moon, let me know, we could go
I got that fire, got that funk
I got them 15's in the trunk
I got them hundreds spokes on the donk
I'm a pimp, I could get you anything that you want
I ain't got to be ya man, I just wanna cut
If I keep V.S.O.P. in ya cup
If you gotta couple friends, bring 'em in, baby what?
If you wanna hit the moon, let me know, we could go
I got that
