UGK Use Me Up Lyrics

Song: Use Me Up
Artist: UGK (Pimp C) & Bill Withers
Album: Too Hard to Swallow

Pimp C:
I got a girl, and she treat me fine.
But my homies all think that I'm losin' my mind.
I'm trippin', and I know it
'Cause I'm all nerved up;
'Cause everytime I go to sleep
I see this big 'ole b___.
But, see, I ain't never gave no chick 4 stars
But she treat me so good,
That she be drivin' my cars.
And everyday it get bettah
I can't lie...
Went to her house,
And she made me some hot potato pie.
All my friends be sayin',
"She ain't nothin' but a scrub";
But she make me feel high,
Like I'm...hooked on drugs.
So, I give her what she need
And what's done is done,
I'm a ??? kind of fool,
But, hey, yo, it don't bo'her me none.
I can't help myself;
I know that I'm tripin',
But she got it goin' on
Like Kentucky Fried Chicken.
So, everytime she ask me for my credit card,
You know she get it,
'Cause you know that...
*chill, C*...I know, D.
I used to be the playa,
Now I'm gettin' pimped.
I used to be hard, now I'm livin' all limp.
Why I let her play me?
You can't understand.
So sit yourself down, and just listen to my man.

Chorus: (Bill Withers)
I...I...I...I...I wanna spread the news
That if it feels this good gettin' used,
Oh, you just keep on usin' me...until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
Until you use me up.

Pimp C:
I been to the mountain top,
And down to the valley low,
Went to Austin with 3-2,
And still ain't found no finer ho.
Not so much a finer girl,
But one that treat me so sweet.
Rub my back...when I'm sore,
And cook me somethin' good to eat.
She worked me so hard 'til I hurt my back.
So, I'm passin' out them duckets and them croka-sacks.
And everybody wonder why I smile all day;
All the girls wanna know why I won't give 'em the play.
My 'ole girl called me,
Asked me why I wanna dis her...
I told her 'cause her lovin' ain't bettah than her sister.
I can't git enough...
The ??? got me stuck.
I give her all my money,
And she always do me up.
Bun say I'm trippin' out, and Byrd say I'm trippin' too;
But, this time I just can't listen to my whole crew.
'Cause back in the day
I vowed to never change my pimp game,
But '92 came around,
And thangs go in-sane.
I gotta get my game back on track.
But the more I try to stay away,
The more I come back.
Why I let her play me?
You can't understand.
So sit yourself down and just listen to my man.

Chorus: (Bill Withers)
I...I...I, young brother
If you only knew,
You'd wish that you were in my shoes.
You just keep on usin' me...until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
Until you use me up.
I...I...I...And, I wanna spread the news,
That if it feels ths good gettin' used,
You just keep on usin' me...until you use me up.

Pimp C:
To sum it all up, I'm breakin' all my rules
'Cause she got me droppin' off her little brother to school.
I be gettin' bills, and stubs from checks.
I work all day, just to spend it on s__;
But, all that really matters is I'm happy, dude.
And, I be happy long as I get good soul food.
UGK sayin' peace out, and plenty of luck,
And she could keep usin' Pimp C...uh, just a use me up.

Bill Withers:
Baby, baby...baby, baby (Yeah...uh, just use me up)
(Uh) Baby, baby (Just a use me up)...baby, (yeah) baby
(Uh) Baby, baby (Just a use me up)...baby, (yeah) baby
(repeat)
Pimp C:
Peace out for '92 and for the 9 tre
Yeah....