Use Me Up (The Southern Way Version) lyrics

by

Bun B


[Pimp C]
I got a girl that tastes better than Cisco
She ain't gotta worry cause Pimp C is a private ho
All my n*ggas say that she usin me
But she give me more vagina than a tampon, G
See I ain't never gave no chick four stars
But the dugout is so good that she be drivin my cars
And everyday it get better, I can't lie
I ate the pus*y and it taste like hot potato pie
All my friends be sayin, "She ain't nothin but a trick"
But the girl got a PhD, in suckin di*k
So I, let her suck and I give her them ducats
I'm a special kind of fool and I know it, but aiyyo f*ck it!
I can't help myself, I think with my bone
f*ck my dome, I just can't leave the b*tch alone
So every time she ask me for my, credit card
You know she get it cause ya know that my, di*k on hard
I used to be the f*cka, now I'm gettin f*cked
I used to be the wrecka, but now my truck is gettin stuck
Why I let her play me? You cain't figga
So sit'cha ass down and just listen to my n*gga...

[Hook - Bill Withers sampled from "Use Me Up"]
I-yi-yi-yi-I, wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin used
Oh, you can just keep usin me...
Until you use me up...
(WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!)
(WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!) Until you use me up...
(WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!)
(WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!) Until you use me up...
(WHOO-WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!)
(WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!) Until you use me up...
(WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!)
(WHOO-WHOOOOOO!!!! f*ck up to me daddy!!) Until you use me up...
[Pimp C]
If pus*y ain't nuttin but meat on a bone, n*gga
Huh! - I guess you ain't seen my b*tch n*gga
She could make the Pope wanna f*ck
Make a schoolboy jack off his di*k, until he nut
She f*cked me so hard 'til I, hurt my back
So I'm passin out them ducats in them Kroger sacks
And everybody wonderin why I smile all day
All the girls wanna know why I don't give 'em the play
My ol' girl called me, asked me why I'm trippin and sh*t
I said, "Cause yo' pus*y ain't better than my new b*tch"
I can't get enough, the bad got me stuck
I give her all my money and she give me right to nut and
I'm like, "I gotta get my sh*t back on track"
But my di*k keep tellin me to bring my ass back!
Why I let her play me? You cain't figga
So I guess you better listen up to my n*gga...

[Chrous]

{sample}
I-yi-yi-yi-I, wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin used
Oh, you can just keep usin me...
Until you use me up...
[Pimp C]
To sum it all up, I'm a fiend for the pus*y hole
Cause she be gettin Dooneys, leather jackets, and fly gold
I be gettin bills, and stubs from checks
I work all day, just to spend it on sex
But all that really matters is I'm happy...
And I be happy long as I be gettin' the nappy - dugout
Peace out, and plenty of luck
And she could keep usin Pimp C until she use me up!
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