Lyrics:
the air
Better chill when I'm telling you
I know you down from eighty-five live
You ain't scared to die
You getting dough and getting by
Yatti-Yatti-ya
till six in the morn' ha
[Hook: x 2]
[Slim Thug]
I'm V.I.P., in the back of the club
Slim Thee, they call me the best dressed thug
Your misses
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Coochie juss ain't my thang now
Hoes in all fifty states got AIDS now
I ain't fuckin' wit nothin' that's gon' show stop
Money is the root to all evil so
she fuck wit the kid cause I’m real
I’m not a thug but I’m keeping that steal fuck with the kid cause I’m trill
Let’s take a trip and just live
Niggas
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
yo ass fucked up
Nobody gives a fuck
When you down on ya luck
When shit get real
It ain't no us
A fool for them dollars
By any means thug
What u gone
song driving and crash at the wheel
Never thought that you would would fall for a young thug so trill
I'm just trying to explain to you the way that I
to have some fun
Can a thug get a massage if I needed your hands
And would you jump in the ride if I told you to bring me them thangs
If a nigga tried
to paint
By the greatest composers Pow!
I tell these strangers
It's a G Thang
Just to let the beat bang
Music helps me see straight
Get em up Get em up
Keep
Follow me
Cause I know the ride
And I will show u right
Stayin on my mission, keepin it focused, u gotsta play by the rules
That's why my game paid
we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
'Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love
we was evil since birth, product of cursed semens
'Cause even our birthdays is cursed days
A born thug in the first place, the worst ways
I'd love
hatin? to elevate,
must let off my frustrations from all the playa hation.
But itæ?¯ keepin?my strong,
and yes I do. Jesus, ride right by my side through
last year dealin' weight
Still in the streets strapped with them thangs
She in love with a G so she tatted my name (Ross)
I'm the biggest boss that ya
break up the pieces and does the best decide
Hit ya with that pesticide
I keep ya man, ya milli' - legacy loaded by my side
I'm killin' these wise guys
a thang and I Spend a few change
Yeah to find that we lost, so why We still with the games
All I’m feeling is pain and you Feeling the same
Yeah I remember
It's not too damn easy to live by your own man
Try to cash in the dead town people here are dumb man
Rich dude car bonk then girls gonna bonk back
I
to show 'em, let 'em know I'm not no punk ass bitch
Ready to pop them blood clot and let him feel hostile
S-P-I-C-E comin', we gettin' hard to kill
So
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