| Song | Finer Thangs |
| Artist | Pimp C |
| Album | Still Pimping |
| (ft. Slim Thug & Brooke Valentine) | |
| .. I miss what you got it going on. | |
| And I was locked up in here you was taking trips, | |
| While the … nigger bounce, shaking the hips. | |
| Now in the club, I can see him dancing for tip, | |
| But they was African for fee, now baby ain’t that a trick, | |
| .. I gotta be the king, | |
| So when your mind is wicked.. | |
| Uhuu, boy was it this way to love me, you? | |
| Now you, got me.. for the.. | |
| Taking me on shopping sprees around the world, | |
| So good to me, when I was just a country girl! | |
| Can’t help the way I’m turning now, | |
| I’m in love with him without a doubt | |
| And … really turning on, | |
| He got the whole world in his hands! | |
| Chorus: | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| (You got me) infatuated by what money brings | |
| (I’m so infatuated!) | |
| Pooping… and watch celebrate, (everything) | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| Man, I met this chick so fine, | |
| So bad I had to hip one time and this ***** deal sticking around | |
| She was supposed to be a one bight stand, | |
| ***** was good she ended up staying | |
| By one or two weeks, going on like freaks, | |
| Every day, all day had me walking around weak, | |
| Got me doing strange things like tricking… | |
| Partners looking at me like.. you’re going mad. | |
| I came the night I had it, this chick is so.. | |
| Only thing on my mind is trying to ****. | |
| They say ..make you happy, right? | |
| So for now I’m on set mode, sleeping …. | |
| Chorus: | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| (You got me) infatuated by what money brings | |
| (I’m so infatuated!) | |
| Pooping… and watching celebrate, (everything) | |
| You got me used to all the fine things | |
| …but guy like me I showed you how to get the dough at, | |
| Nigger told so many lies that when I told you the truth | |
| It was valuable for you like… | |
| ..and I’m highly respected, I’m protected in the streets. | |
| ..why you gotta ride right, | |
| That’s why we’re slamming … | |
| That’s what we’re staying drink the night. | |
| Chorus: | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| (You got me) infatuated by what money brings | |
| (I’m so infatuated!) | |
| Pooping… and watch celebrate, (everything) | |
| All those things, all those things! | |
| You got me years … | |
| (Baby that’s what you do, | |
| You got me so used to over finest things) |
| ft. Slim Thug Brooke Valentine | |
| .. I miss what you got it going on. | |
| And I was locked up in here you was taking trips, | |
| While the nigger bounce, shaking the hips. | |
| Now in the club, I can see him dancing for tip, | |
| But they was African for fee, now baby ain' t that a trick, | |
| .. I gotta be the king, | |
| So when your mind is wicked.. | |
| Uhuu, boy was it this way to love me, you? | |
| Now you, got me.. for the.. | |
| Taking me on shopping sprees around the world, | |
| So good to me, when I was just a country girl! | |
| Can' t help the way I' m turning now, | |
| I' m in love with him without a doubt | |
| And really turning on, | |
| He got the whole world in his hands! | |
| Chorus: | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| You got me infatuated by what money brings | |
| I' m so infatuated! | |
| Pooping and watch celebrate, everything | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| Man, I met this chick so fine, | |
| So bad I had to hip one time and this deal sticking around | |
| She was supposed to be a one bight stand, | |
| was good she ended up staying | |
| By one or two weeks, going on like freaks, | |
| Every day, all day had me walking around weak, | |
| Got me doing strange things like tricking | |
| Partners looking at me like.. you' re going mad. | |
| I came the night I had it, this chick is so.. | |
| Only thing on my mind is trying to . | |
| They say .. make you happy, right? | |
| So for now I' m on set mode, sleeping . | |
| Chorus: | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| You got me infatuated by what money brings | |
| I' m so infatuated! | |
| Pooping and watching celebrate, everything | |
| You got me used to all the fine things | |
| but guy like me I showed you how to get the dough at, | |
| Nigger told so many lies that when I told you the truth | |
| It was valuable for you like | |
| .. and I' m highly respected, I' m protected in the streets. | |
| .. why you gotta ride right, | |
| That' s why we' re slamming | |
| That' s what we' re staying drink the night. | |
| Chorus: | |
| You got me used to all the fine things, | |
| You got me infatuated by what money brings | |
| I' m so infatuated! | |
| Pooping and watch celebrate, everything | |
| All those things, all those things! | |
| You got me years | |
| Baby that' s what you do, | |
| You got me so used to over finest things |