Lyrics:
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson Beat
Take a flight to Memphis, we came from the trenches (hey)
Ballin' on the game, y'all be sittin'
Bun-B and Slim Thug
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
Bun-B and Slim Thug
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
Bun-B and Slim Thug
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's
it for that strip club owner named Jack
Guitar Slim going down slow
Play it for me and for Marilyn Monroe
Play, "Please Don't Let Me Be
ridin I'll sign on niggas
but I'll die for a few niggas:
Suga Slim, Manny, and my Hot Boy Clique,
never forget my B.G. cause I know he'll kill
ridin I'll sign on niggas
but I'll die for a few niggas:
Suga Slim, Manny, and my Hot Boy Clique,
never forget my B.G. cause I know he'll kill
ridin I'll sign on niggas
but I'll die for a few niggas:
Suga Slim, Manny, and my Hot Boy Clique,
never forget my B.G. cause I know he'll kill
Bun-B and Slim Thug
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's
a simple man go wild,
I'ma be the one you call on now,
For life,
I can't sit by and watch you walk out,
Gotta see what this all about, woah
Thick thighs
paper (paper)
Got a seat at my own table (table), don't need no favors (fuck it)
Ida Street baby, smokin' green by the acre
M-I-S-S (S), I-S-S
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
It ain't natural for a delta man
To be surrounded by all this sand
To fear the echoes of live rounds
And to never sleep when the sun goes down
So
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
How you love this playboy? This
One here bezzled out
With the Hot Boys and the
Tear da Club up Thugs
(Nigga like thiiiiiis) Ridin on twenties
Memphis
Cherish ya friendship
The only ten I see, you gotta be from Memphis
It's gonna take a lot for them to try to end this
Miss Right, Miss Right
(I need you by
matched
Hoes miss matched
Everything miss matched
Can't guard me, Bettah switch that
Always hit my mark Nevahh miss that
Slim in the waist wit a big rack
I miss you babe
I'll hit the gas as fast as I can
Might make it to Memphis
The Kansas City line
All the way to Tacoma
By then I hope you're out of my
County fair
We walk by they all stop and stare
Cuz she’s the candy apple queen
Miss Tennessee
If you think she’s pretty you outta see her
Hair pulled back
and the drugs
Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug
[Slim Thug] [Verse 1]
I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
you leave me for him
Are you a ride or die
Come and be the queen to my slim
If she can't be in my Fiesta
Then you won't see her in my Tesla
Trust me
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
of us
Cool if I'm all by lonesome
Nigga don't act like you want some
No
I be the one that they want so
Fuck out my way I got one so
Yo
Cool if it's all
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