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Beat curl that ain't done
Im mo north Memphis than a
Car thief on the run
Im mo north Memphis than some
Dog food up my nose
Im mo north Memphis in
jumpin back
Right dog you been had
I'm more North Memphis
In the hood club startin shit
I'm more North Memphis while in
Mall whoopin on a bitch
I'm more
I'm mo north Memphis than a beat curl that ain't done
I'm mo north Memphis than a car thief on the run
I'm mo north Memphis than some dog food up my
Happy holidays
Let the snow fall always
Including north, south, east, west
It's the very best time of the year
So let's hear that holiday cheer
Ding
To traverse Antarctica on sled
Twenty-seven brave men
Came to Ernest's dank den
Hoping they wouldn't end up dead
Three life boats logged
And seventy sled dogs
shinin' like a star, this what money do
I left the club wit'cha broad, this what money do
This what money do, get you some hater
I'm flickin' on you
dogs and reindeer
Drink hundreds of beers (Yeah)
Rock stars, small cock stars
The Dudesons are here (Yo)
Shat out an eye, a holiday treat
So spend your
Meek Mill and them
If it pop off in the
Club my niggas started it
Crime rate go up my stacks be a part of it
I'm a rock star you can call me Sonny Bono
your IPOD,
fuck that put it on your homepage. you'll be the coolest kid on fuckin myspace.
I'm at the scene club, told Jeffree star to beat it. cause I
of us
Throwed here
Up in The D
Ain't nothing but them stars here
Up in the D
We'll shut your shit down here
Up in the D
Ain't nothing but them Gs here
Up
priest up
Boss Hogg the bar, Boss Hogg a star
Boss Hogg got the club, and Boss Hogg your car
Get your hands up, put your hood up
Throw your sets
One and Sprite
Told her take it light c'ause later on gon' be tight
'64 lowrider solid gold pipes
Stars and the stripes, Spangled Banner cameras
niggaz, playaz, and hustlaz
Qualified killaz, certified head-bustaz
Got love for the North, South, East, to the West
Soldierz throw ya rag, Killaz how
and I'ma tell you what's to lose,
But that's a fraud, it's all a fake facade, they can't fuck with the best,
DFT and Mr. Star, I mean we better than
(Turn this shit the fuck up!) Slim Thugga!
Boss Hogg Outlawz! (hahaha) Star Trak!
OHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Playa you don't know
You ain't seen nothing like this
the fire die by the flame
Happy I'm gone knowin' my son's gonna be the same
As his dough-diggy dog that
Who put his feelings on a pamphlet
A pen unleash
the fire die by the flame
Happy I'm gone knowin' my son's gonna be the same
As his dough-diggy dog that
Who put his feelings on a pamphlet
A pen unleash
I'm ridin, Crestsidin' through the fog
I'm a double are hog, doin' dirt with my dogs
Crest gorilla makin' scrilla, boy I gets G's
Put more holes in
fame, I'ma take your street fame
You can't claim North Star, if you ain't Slim Thug
Cause I'm the only nigga out of y'all, that's all the above
Fuck
a Rolls Royce
You bless me, caress me, you test me
You force me to
Divorce me and force me to pop off
From the block where the cops get knocked off
North
Turned off the sonar
Then explored off the North Star
The memoirs of the black Bogard
On a post card in a sports car
With a cold broad on Crenshaw
Frost!
show you how to get right
Cause I wanna get you in the nightlife
She said Sketo won't you take me
Through the stars to your galaxy (Yeah)
Turn it up
ride chrome rims and I shoot K's
Still hangin' with my dogs
And we blowin' purp for days
I got plenty cars, money wads, ghetto
Star, hood broads, felony
friend, flex-in in my hood
I'm out here star-vin, you live-in real good
As long as I got, a toll I stay paid
You keep sell-in dope, there's cheese to be
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