Mr. Pookie recorded in 1998 on Tha Rockla, the only solo release by K-Roc, on Icon Recordings (later Iconic) out of Dallas. Hailing from North Dallas, the two paired along with a crew dubbed Stoney Crook – named for the rough-and-tumble Stoney Brook apartment complex off North Audelia Road where the crew lived and rapped together. Featured on such local underground hits as "Hittin’ Hard" and "Unfu*kwitable", Mr. Pookie became a standout in the burgeoning Texas rap music scene.
In late 1999, Mr. Pookie released his own solo album, Tha Rippla, the Dirty South rap classic CD featuring guest appearances by K-Roc, Remontis (later renamed Mr. Montis), C-Pone, Chuck/Juwell, Solo, plus a then unknown 15-year-old rap prodigy named Mr. Lucci. The album, fueled by hits such as “Crook 4 Life”, and the popular underground pro-marijuana hit “Smoke One” -- went on to sell over 90,000 copies of its regular and chopped-and-screwed versions combined, and is considered an Essential Album on both Allmusic and Amazon.com.
The next year, Jones returned the favor to his young protégé Mr. Lucci by making several key appearances on Lucci’s solo debut, Diabolical.
The Iconic recordings exclusively featured the production of its owner Kevin A., Mr. Pookie & Mr. Lucci were originally affiliated with Iconic Recordings, but left to form their own label Crawl 2 Ball a short time later, after a bitter, protracted dispute with the label owner over non-payment of royalties. In 2003, the duo Mr. Pookie & Mr. Lucci independently released both the regular double-disc and the chopped & screwed single-disc versions of My Life (which peaked at #59 on Billboard R&B/Hip-Hop Album Charts in April 2004), selling the CDs hand-to-hand, out of the trunks of their cars and hand-delivering them personally to small mom-and-pop record stores in Texas, Louisiana, Arkansas and beyond, and moving over 40,000 units by themselves and local distribution. Mr. Pookie, along with Mr. Lucci, also collaborated with Paul Wall in 2004 on “What Cha Gon’ Do”, a track on Wall’s last independent solo album, Chick Magnet. Pookie also appeared on several popular local and regional mixtape CDs, including an underground homemade Best Of Mr. Pookie CD/DVD combination in 2005.
His January 2006 label debut Return Of Tha Rippla, on Crawl 2 Ball / Boss Entertainment distributed by Fontana Distribution / Universal Music Group, has already produced a lead single, “Don’t Test Us” (featuring Mr. Lucci & Mr. Montis), which has charted on 3 Billboard charts, peaking at #6 on the R&B/Hip-Hop Singles Sales chart and #19 on the Hot 100 Singles Sales chart.
As of August 2009, none of their albums can be found in store
French Connection
Mr. Pookie Lyrics
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Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac
Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack
We were rollin like some macs, peepin all foes
I got to valet, my baby, cause she sittin on some all golds
Now lucci call those, ladies wit fitness
So we can handle our business, and let em know, jus how we kick it
It's time to let em know tha real crooks are on tha scene
Now bring on tha weed, let's float on cloud 30-30
I said a few lines, she grab my hand, I knew she heard me
I sat at tha bar afta rollin' up tha cake
Then they mixed that grand moyea wit that damn kovasea
French connection and some hay, we were blowin fool
I can't keep drinkin like this, I gotta hop up in tha old school
Playin it so cool, and still smokin
Locin up wit this tight, bright stallion, I had spoken
Chorus [x2]
Baby, come and get some
Mr. pookie, mr. lucci wit tha big guns
Playaz havin bug fun, now tell me do you want some
I'm at tha bar laced out on french connection
Bout it, bout it, baby!!!!!
[mr. lucci]
Now once again, this playa stepped in, wit tha first class dressin
Teachin lessons on impression, toward tha vip section
Me and pookie steady wreckin, headshots of french connections
Green depressions, got me in a zone of balla flexin
Crooked down dallas, texas, stackin g's while I'm plexin
Stoneycrook niggaz, runnin everythang, don't even test them
Hopped up and I'm chopped up on tha dance floor, showin mo luv
Yella bone eyes locked up, when I'm propped up wit my soljaz
It's so much, green cover for tha primeco phone holder
See tha don man's and tha golds, bruh
Crooked pest games wit her shoulda
And I told her, meet me at tha bar bout 3
Go gather up some of yo freaks, while I find pookie
Ja'causezi's and dubbie's, wit new ki's, wha it's gon be
Green trees and don p, droppin tops through dallas deep
Coolin out wit my g's, niggaz that you can't tame
Hoes strikin down crooked p's, hurricane wit a kango
Chorus [x2]
[mr. pookie]
Chillin at tha bar, gettin tipsy off tha drank
French connection got me feelin like a nigga wanna faint
Now I'm rollin up tha cake wit my eyes on tha crowd
Pookie and lucci, blowin like we floatin on a cloud
Feelin' me now? see, I'm tha chiffer of all chiffers
Figure it out, now take it slow and catch a breather
Ya trippin' me out, now throw that booty like it's lethal
Show tha butt, hold it up, bounce it for tha people
Yes, I see you in tha back of tha club, takin photos
I'm finna blow hoe, look round, wassup wit tha dodo
I want some mo 'fo, I can't get wrapped up in my own world
Stallion wit long pearls, sexy now it's on gurl
You wit yo friends and I'm wit a couple 2
Jus hold onto tha number, we'll see you in a day or 2
Pissy, tipsy wit my crew steady jiggin for fun
Now tell tha people to come and get some
Chorus [x2]
In "French Connection," Mr. Pookie raps about his night out with his crew. They pulled up to the club in a 1967 Cadillac with a champagne color, and they were smoking weed. They were peeping out all their foes and had to valet their car because it had all golds. Mr. Pookie's friend calls ladies with fitness to handle their business and let them know how they roll in real life. The song also speaks about how he can't keep drinking like this and needs to hop up in the old school; he looks like he's smoking while chilling with a bright stallion. The chorus of the song repeats the phrase 'Baby, come and get some' with Mr. Pookie and Lucci boasting about their guns and how they're having big fun. The French Connection made them feel like they wanted to faint, and they were rolling up with their eyes on the crowd.
Line by Line Meaning
Pullin' up at tha club in a 67 'lac
Arriving at the club in a 1967 Cadillac
Wit tha champagne color, drop top, blowin on a sack
The car has a champagne color and the driver is smoking weed with the top down
We were rollin like some macs, peepin all foes
The driver and his companions were cruising the strip, watching out for enemies
I got to valet, my baby, cause she sittin on some all golds
The driver had to use the valet service for his car because it had expensive gold wheels
Now lucci call those, ladies wit fitness
One of the passengers, Lucci, is looking for attractive women who are in shape
So we can handle our business, and let em know, jus how we kick it
They want to find women so they can have fun and show off their lifestyle
It's time to let em know tha real crooks are on tha scene
They are proclaiming their status as criminals and bad boys
Unkindly to these hoes unless tha finally got some cheese
They don't give attention or respect to women unless they have money
Now bring on tha weed, let's float on cloud 30-30
They want to smoke more weed and feel high
I sat at tha bar afta rollin' up tha cake
The driver sat at the bar after rolling up a joint
Then they mixed that grand moyea wit that damn kovasea
The bartender mixed two types of alcohol (Grand Marnier and Kahlua)
French connection and some hay, we were blowin fool
They were smoking weed and drinking French Connection cocktail
I can't keep drinkin like this, I gotta hop up in tha old school
The driver can't handle drinking anymore and needs to leave in his old car
Playin it so cool, and still smokin
Despite being intoxicated, they are acting cool and smoking weed
Locin up wit this tight, bright stallion, I had spoken
The driver is hooking up with a beautiful woman he found at the club
Baby, come and get some
Inviting women to join them
Mr. pookie, mr. lucci wit tha big guns
The driver and his companion (Lucci) are armed and dangerous
Playaz havin bug fun, now tell me do you want some
They are having fun and want women to join them
I'm at tha bar laced out on french connection
The driver is at the bar drinking French Connection cocktail
Now once again, this playa stepped in, wit tha first class dressin
Lucci arrives at the club dressed in high-end clothes
Teachin lessons on impression, toward tha vip section
Lucci is showing off and impressing people in the VIP section
Me and pookie steady wreckin, headshots of french connections
The driver and Lucci are drinking and getting drunk on French Connection cocktails
Green depressions, got me in a zone of balla flexin
The driver is feeling good and confident because of the weed and alcohol
Crooked down dallas, texas, stackin g's while I'm plexin
They are in Dallas, Texas and making money in illegal ways
Stoneycrook niggaz, runnin everythang, don't even test them
They belong to the criminal gang 'Stoneycrook' and are in charge of things in their area
Hopped up and I'm chopped up on tha dance floor, showin mo luv
Lucci is high and having fun on the dance floor
Yella bone eyes locked up, when I'm propped up wit my soljaz
People are attracted to Lucci's yellow eyes when he is with his gang
It's so much, green cover for tha primeco phone holder
Lucci has a lot of money and expensive things, like a PrimeCo phone holder covered in green money
See tha don man's and tha golds, bruh
Referring to the 'Don' (the leader of the gang) and their expensive gold jewelry
Crooked pest games wit her shoulda
Playing games with a woman to get her attention
And I told her, meet me at tha bar bout 3
Lucci arranged to meet the woman at the bar at 3 AM
Go gather up some of yo freaks, while I find pookie
Lucci wants the woman to bring her friends while he finds the driver
Ja'causezi's and dubbie's, wit new ki's, wha it's gon be
Referring to expensive shoes, hats, and other clothing
Green trees and don p, droppin tops through dallas deep
Smoking weed and driving around Dallas
Coolin out wit my g's, niggaz that you can't tame
Hanging out with his gang, who are wild and uncontrollable
Hoes strikin down crooked p's, hurricane wit a kango
Women are attracted to them, and they are powerful like a hurricane
Chillin at tha bar, gettin tipsy off tha drank
They are relaxing and drinking alcohol at the bar
French connection got me feelin like a nigga wanna faint
The French Connection cocktail is making the driver feel very drunk
Pookie and lucci, blowin like we floatin on a cloud
The driver and Lucci are smoking weed and feeling high
Feelin' me now? see, I'm tha chiffer of all chiffers
The driver is very high and thinks he is the best
Figure it out, now take it slow and catch a breather
Slow down and take a break
Ya trippin' me out, now throw that booty like it's lethal
The driver is attracted to a woman and wants her to dance for him
Show tha butt, hold it up, bounce it for tha people
The driver wants the woman to twerk and show off her butt
Yes, I see you in tha back of tha club, takin photos
The driver notices a woman taking photos of him
I'm finna blow hoe, look round, wassup wit tha dodo
The driver is getting tired of the woman taking pictures and wants her to leave
I want some mo 'fo, I can't get wrapped up in my own world
The driver wants more fun and can't be too self-absorbed
Stallion wit long pearls, sexy now it's on gurl
Referring to a beautiful and sexy woman
You wit yo friends and I'm wit a couple 2
The driver is with a couple of his friends and the woman is with hers
Jus hold onto tha number, we'll see you in a day or 2
The driver wants the woman's phone number and plans to see her again soon
Pissy, tipsy wit my crew steady jiggin for fun
They are drunk and having fun with their friends
Now tell tha people to come and get some
Inviting everyone to join in their fun
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