Lyrics:
and tell me blow by blow
(What happened son)
Tell me who ruined the radio
What happened to my funky grooves
Where did all the soul men go
The Memphis
And there's nothing like a
Walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim and the Blue Horizon
Talkin' 'bout soul, soul, soul
Hey Memphis
Talkin' 'bout rock n roll
Hey Texas
New York City's uptown grooves
A little Mississippi Delta blues
But when my tones in your
Face you say bye bye
Nigguhs love to see this hate on
The ten o clock news
Project pat got arrested by
Them boys in blues
He
Before I pop, Rest In Peace Big Pokey mane
Long live Sensei Imma start this junt off like this
I grew off Kirby Parkway Southeast Memphis
Couple
where ocean is
Kush stinkin' like it broke the wind
What it is, what it is, what you know about?
Came a long way from that dope house
What it is
Before time in the AD, I was completely crazy
I'm not Jay-Z nor am I Slim Shady
She is my baby, we getting bigger lately
Mistakenly, mistaken, not
spencer and get "denace the menace"
What this meant is I'll dent his head in
And set him up next to his dead friend, so yes man
I'm guessing that you can
lived, nigga, I put this shit on Otto May
Nah, I ain't finished, nigga (yeah, yeah)
My office is a trap house in south Memphis, nigga (yeah, yeah)
want and like
She a schoolgirl by day and a stripper by night
I'm lookin' for a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
Slim Thugger uh, Boss Hogg Outlawz
We be the Boyz N Blue nigga, we be the Boyz N Blue
Mic check 1-2, 1-2
Residing the Boss, of the Boyz N Blue
It's like, niggas be with that out the blue hatin shit. What make it so bad mane it be niggas in yo own circle mane that shit crazy.
I had to cut
your fat or slim, bubble your ting
Fellas if you need help, use ginseng
And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you,
your fat or slim, bubble your ting
Fellas if you need help, use ginseng
And for the ladies, we won't play you
If you fat, shake what yo mama gave you,
of me
cause its not what i came to say to you
not a day goes by while i take time to pray for you
sorry now for what your mom and dad
what they did to you
Write a little save-a-hoe speech all these fake-ass hoes
Fake punk-ass bitches
Do you know what i mean?
Fuckin'em up like this, man...
$hort
to see that blue tick (so sick)
Bro bro said your sick
Blue Tick coming quick
If I phone you Saturday night I'm licked
Told my mum this is it
No more
Silkk, Slim, P
It's like, we out the game
(What's up Soulja Slim?)
Keep from callin' us
It's like we're never gonna be
(Master P in there, boy)
slim shady
Am I going crazy
Well, maybe?
Lord knows that I lost a dime
My four leaf clover you was one of a kind
And I've been thinking lately
What
ass out
Show that nigga what we bout
You might not know who I is
You might not know who I is
You might not know who I is
You might not know who I
ass out
Show that nigga what we bout
You might not know who I is
You might not know who I is
You might not know who I is
You might not know who I
that sweet talkin' is done
A woman's a two-face, a worrisome thing
Who'll leave ya to sing the blues in the night
Now the rain's a fallin', hear
but you disagree
wanna be like on the magazines
What is your point with me
It's me and no one else
No ! Can't change my style
Slim Fat and Normal
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