UGK, from Port Arthur, TX, the neighboring city to Beaumont, TX, released their debut EP The Southern Way in 1992. It was distributed by local record label Bigtyme Recordz and only available as an audio cassette. They quickly caught the attention of Jive Records, and were signed to a five album record contract. Their major label debut album Too Hard to Swallow was released later that same year, on November 10. While it featured several new recordings, it also featured several songs that had been culled from The Southern Way. However, several songs that had been intended to be included on the album were excised at the last minute, apparently due to their overly explicit content. Five of these songs would surface two months before Too Hard to Swallow’s release, on an EP distributed by Bigtyme Recordz; appropriately enough, the EP was titled Banned.
Their sophomore album Super Tight… was released two years later, on August 30. Unlike their previous effort, it managed to break into the Billboard Hot 200, but ultimately peaked at a disappointing #95. Two more years passed before the release of their third album, Ridin’ Dirty. It performed better than either of its predecessors, and almost broke into the Hot 200’s top-ten, before stopping short at #15. Ridin’ Dirty would also be UGK’s last album for the time being, as they went on a five year hiatus not long afterward.
In the interim, UGK made a high-profile guest appearance on Jay-Z’s 2000 smash hit “Big Pimpin” and also appeared on Three 6 Mafia’s hit “Sippin’ on Some Sizzurp” later the very same year. Both of these collaborations greatly increased their reputation, and helped fuel anticipation for their next project. Unfortunately, Jive failed to capitalize on this new-found interest in the duo, as their sixth album, 2001’s Dirty Money, came and went with little or no fanfare.
Further problems arose in 2002, when Pimp C was incarcerated for an aggravated gun assault charge on January 28. Throughout the time of his incarceration, Bun B carried on the UGK name by making numerous guest appearances on songs by other artists, with every appearance either mentioning Pimp C or featuring a “Free Pimp C!” or “Free the Pimp” chant. Many of UGK’s peers did the same, and mentioned Pimp C in their own songs with or without Bun B. During this period, Jive released a Best of UGK album, as well as a Chopped & Screwed remix album.
As a result of Pimp C’s incarceration, both members of UGK began solo careers out of necessity. Rap-A-Lot Records released Pimp C’s solo debut, Sweet James Jones Stories, on March 1, 2005. Bun B later released his own solo foray, Trill, on October 18, 2005. It opened at #6 on the Billboard Hot 200, and also peaked at #1 on Billboard’s Top R&B/Hip-hop Album chart. It was quickly certified gold by the RIAA.
On December 30, 2005, Pimp C was released from prison and was scheduled to be on parole until December 2009. He released his first post-incarceration album, titled Pimpalation, on July 25, 2006.
UGK released Underground Kingz, their 7th studio album in August 2007. The two-disc, 26-track album hit #1 on the Billboard charts after selling 157,000 copies in its first week, strongly supported by the hit single Int’l Players Anthem (I Choose You). The single featured OutKast, and used a beat created by Three 6 Mafia’s DJ Paul and Juicy J, which was originally used in a song by Project Pat.
On December 4th, 2007, Pimp C was found dead at age 33 in his room at Hollywood’s La Mondrian hotel in Los Angeles, California, where he had been playing shows with Too $hort. According to the Los Angeles County Coroner’s Office Pimp C died from accidental overdose of Promethazine/Codeine “syrup” combined with a preexisting medical condition known as sleep apnea, which causes a person to stop breathing during sleep. He was buried on December 11th, 2007 in his hometown of Port Arthur, TX.
Swishas And Dosha
UGK Lyrics
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Like we always do about this time, bitch
I got candy in my cup, candy in my car
Candy on my wrist, candy on my car
Smokin' on this chocolate, my neck piece is so sparklin'
Man I feel so awkward when I ain't got no barre to spliff
In case these pussy niggas wanna trip
Fly high boy, high fly boy
'Fore I fly high, lookin' at them jackers in their eye
I remember when a rapper was a go getta
Now all these rappers is some hoe niggas
Hide behind the guards at the show nigga
Don't want no pussy, homosexual, on the low nigga
That's y'all, I'm from the old school
Like MJG and Ball, like Devin the Dude
I know Short Dog, the real Short Dog
Who see me drapin' drips, stepped out the whip on Sunset Strip
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha
Fuck niggas bumpin' gums, real niggas be bumpin' screw
So don't get bumped up, just in case a real G bump into you
I'm like Bumpy Knuckles, buck with nothin' but ready rockers
That's down for pistol play, on boy's that's steady knockers
Got boppers that's steady jockin', goofy niggas in my ear
Bitch, I'ma self-made trillionaire, get your soft ass outta here
Weak niggas wanna plead their case, just to raise up out my face
I ain't got that time to waste, punch your mouth and knock out the taste
You MySpacin' and Facebookin'
Playin' games with them toys
I'm in the streets where gangstas meet
While you're on line with them boys
So step your game up, build your name up
Quit your talkin' and quit your doin'
All that plannin' and contemplatin'
When the fuck you gon' start pursuin'?
Cars ain't drivin' themselves, mansions ain't buildin' themselves
They waitin' for Annie Mae and they need to stop feelin' themselves
They wealth ain't comin' until they earn it
But that somethin' they won't know 'til they learn it, while burnin'
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha
I'ma tell you pussy niggas once again
Ain't had no friends since I left the pen
It's some niggas I respect in the rap game
But it's some niggas that I better not hear sayin' my fuckin' name
You say I love a stripper, pullin' down my zipper
That hoe was payin' me, bitch don't try to play with me
You runnin' from the fight, hidin' bitch, I stay with it
You gotta problem with me, go to Li'l J with it
This is UGK, get it? Bun and Pimp, Pimp and Bun
Three little G's is stayin' hard, you comin' limp simply son
They want it, we can give 'em some, probably not what they wanna see
Trill ass niggas certified, ain't never been no wannabe
Has been's, never was, past due, outdated
Can't nobody from the North, East, West, or South fade it
You talkin' down but we comin' up as well as comin' down
So Pimp sum it up baby
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha
In "Swishas and Dosha," UGK expresses the essence of their Southern culture through their candy-painted cars, smoking on chocolate (a reference to their cigar wrapping), and sipping on "barre" (a mixture of codeine and soda). They rap about their well-known status as seasoned rappers while addressing the new wave of "hoe niggas" who hide behind guards at shows and have homosexual tendencies. They also address the importance of self-made success and the need to take action to achieve it while dismissing those who spend their time on social media platforms.
The lyrics in "Swishas and Dosha" reveal a world filled with flashy cars, luxurious jewelry, and expensive drugs, all of which represent UGK's Southern culture. The rappers talk about their love for candy-painted cars and wearing jewelry with sparkly diamonds. They also mention their affinity for smoking on "chocolate" and sipping on "barre," both of which are references to the codeine cough syrup and cigar wrapping that are popular in Southern rap culture. Additionally, the lyrics speak to how young rappers need to earn their wealth instead of just boasting about it on social media.
Line by Line Meaning
Know I'm talkin' 'bout?
Like we always do about this time, bitch
Do you understand what I'm referring to? This is something we discuss regularly around this time, so pay attention.
I got candy in my cup, candy in my car
Candy on my wrist, candy on my car
Smokin' on this chocolate, my neck piece is so sparklin'
Man I feel so awkward when I ain't got no barre to spliff
I'm sipping a sweet drink, a sweet car, and wearing expensive jewelry. I'm smoking on some high-quality marijuana, and I feel strange when I run out of codeine syrup to mix it with.
I keep a whole sip, a whole clip
In case these pussy niggas wanna trip
Fly high boy, high fly boy
'Fore I fly high, lookin' at them jackers in their eye
I always carry a full cup of lean and a loaded gun, just in case anyone tries to start trouble. Before I take off (or get high), I'll make sure to stare down any potential robbers.
I remember when a rapper was a go getta
Now all these rappers is some hoe niggas
Hide behind the guards at the show nigga
Don't want no pussy, homosexual, on the low nigga
I recall when rappers were hustlers, but now most of them are cowards. They hide behind security guards at shows and are secretly gay.
That's y'all, I'm from the old school
Like MJG and Ball, like Devin the Dude
I know Short Dog, the real Short Dog
Who see me drapin' drips, stepped out the whip on Sunset Strip
That's how you guys are, but I come from the old school. I have connections with other artists from that era such as MJG and Ball, Devin the Dude, and I personally know the real Short Dog. I have an extravagantly expensive outfit and stepped out stylishly from a car on Sunset Strip.
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha
We smoke swishers and cigars when we're driving in our Mercedes and Cadillacs, which are large luxury cars. We continue to smoke throughout our ride.
Fuck niggas bumpin' gums, real niggas be bumpin' screw
So don't get bumped up, just in case a real G bump into you
I'm like Bumpy Knuckles, buck with nothin' but ready rockers
That's down for pistol play, on boy's that's steady knockers
I don't have time for fake people who talk too much. True gangsters listen to chopped and screwed music. Don't get yourself hurt if you encounter a real gangster. I'm like Bumpy Knuckles, willing to fight with nothing but my fists if I have to. I am always prepared for gun violence and familiar with those who are proficient with firearms.
Got boppers that's steady jockin', goofy niggas in my ear
Bitch, I'ma self-made trillionaire, get your soft ass outta here
Weak niggas wanna plead their case, just to raise up out my face
I ain't got that time to waste, punch your mouth and knock out the taste
I have women who constantly flirt with me and dumb guys who try to give me bad advice. I am incredibly wealthy and have no time for those who are weak and incompetent. These types of people want to argue with me, but I'll knock them out if they don't shut up.
You MySpacin' and Facebookin'
Playin' games with them toys
I'm in the streets where gangstas meet
While you're on line with them boys
You're wasting your time on social media, playing games on your computer. Meanwhile, I'm out in the streets meeting with other gangsters while you chat with teenagers online.
So step your game up, build your name up
Quit your talkin' and quit your doin'
All that plannin' and contemplatin'
When the fuck you gon' start pursuin'?
You need to improve your skills, become more well-known, and stop talking without taking action. You spend too much time planning and reflecting but don't actually follow through with your plans.
Cars ain't drivin' themselves, mansions ain't buildin' themselves
They waitin' for Annie Mae and they need to stop feelin' themselves
They wealth ain't comin' until they earn it
But that somethin' they won't know 'til they learn it, while burnin'
Luxury cars and mansions aren't going to build themselves. People need to stop being overconfident and realize they need help. Wealth doesn't come easily; it's something one must work hard to obtain. Unfortunately, some won't realize this until they lose everything they have and are forced to start over.
I'ma tell you pussy niggas once again
Ain't had no friends since I left the pen
It's some niggas I respect in the rap game
But it's some niggas that I better not hear sayin' my fuckin' name
I'll say it one more time: I haven't made any true friends since I was locked up. There are rappers I appreciate and admire but there are others who had better not talk about me behind my back.
You say I love a stripper, pullin' down my zipper
That hoe was payin' me, bitch don't try to play with me
You runnin' from the fight, hidin' bitch, I stay with it
You gotta problem with me, go to Li'l J with it
Are you insinuating that I'm in love with a stripper? She was paying me, don't you dare try to insult me. You're dodging confrontations, while I stay ready for them. If you have an issue with me, bring it up with Li'l J.
This is UGK, get it? Bun and Pimp, Pimp and Bun
Three little G's is stayin' hard, you comin' limp simply son
They want it, we can give 'em some, probably not what they wanna see
Trill ass niggas certified, ain't never been no wannabe
Don't forget our name, we're UGK, which stands for Bun and Pimp, Pimp and Bun. We're three legitimate gangsters that always stay hard, so don't get intimidated. If someone wants to mess with us, they'll be in for a surprise. We are genuine gangsters, not frauds.
Has been's, never was, past due, outdated
Can't nobody from the North, East, West, or South fade it
You talkin' down but we comin' up as well as comin' down
So Pimp sum it up baby
Those who are washed up, never accomplished much, and are way past their prime. Nobody, no matter where they're from, can match our mix of knowledge and street smarts. You might be talking down on us, but we're destined to rise and fall. So sum it up, Pimp.
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha, blow when we drivin'
Benz's and Cadi's, swangin' big bodies
Swishas and dosha
We smoke swishers and cigars when we're driving in our Mercedes and Cadillacs, which are large luxury cars. We continue to smoke throughout our ride.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Bernard James Freeman, Chad L. Butler, Stephen J. Rideau, Stevie Below
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Ray Ward
My friend Zack died a couple days ago....this was one of my first tastes of UGK and now its all in memory of my boy Zack miss hanging with you little homie we will blaze again some day
Quincy Lockett
🤘🏿✌🏿❤
Cre Esco
Zack the one who draws and wanted to do tats ?
Robert Williams
❤️❤️
Rerouted Soul
R.I.P
Oscar Baker
RiP to him
steelokey
“All that plannin’ & contemplating when you gone start pursuin” I needed to hear that. Made the first fire beat I’ve made ina week or so & it feels good to be productive again gotta get back at it & drop some new shit 🤷♂️🙏
superdave
Much respect to you
Shawn Ward
Pioneers of Country Rap Tunes 🎵🎶🤘🏾🇨🇱🤘🏾
Glo'dup Walter
HEARD IT 1 TIME N FELL INLOVE😬💯