Lyrics:
Uhhh, ha ha, y'all like that, huh
The party don't stop yo, check it out
Ain't no party like a no limit party
'Cause a no limit party don't stop
in these streets (roof, roof)
And I gets my money, I bring home the bacon
Seven or better that's what I'm makin
Better check the reputation, nigga get
So incredible! Ladies and gentlemen!
This - is a Jazze Phazelle, Slim Thugga
Slim Thug! Collaborinzale!
Oh boy! oh boy! oh boy!
It's such
Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble
Young thugs in this motherfucker (don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble)
Don't break up the fight,
Straight Spittin'
Flipmode Squad
_The_Imperial_
I'll bust all you cats in the game for malpractice
I'm in Jersey, where I'm paying no taxes
honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight
Check the new slang
It's changed the braveheart gang bang
When you see me pass
them checks
She already know I get around
But when I get in town
I gave you that thug passion
Who's that nigga that you call
When your nigga acting up
I
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
I got too much money, too
crucial dog, I'm telling y'all to strap up)
[Slim Thug]
Welcome home, to the place where the haters and snakes roam
They smile in your face, but talk down
thugs, no harmony, lot of bones
Giving neckties from Colombia
Giving buck fifties, un cincuenta
Drive thru, guess I'll drive by
Tell la muerte that I said
a penitentiary dick
Hittin' bitches where it's most needed
Money and weed
Alizé and Hennessy
To my Thug niggas in lock down
Witness me
Bail on these hoe's in
a penitentiary dick
Hittin' bitches where it's most needed
Money and weed
Alizé and Hennessy
To my Thug niggas in lock down
Witness me
Bail on these hoe's in
[Mannie Fresh]
The incredible drum patterns of ya dude
Ladies and gentleman, the most beautifulest girl in the world pageant,
Brought to you by
costs
[Chorus]
[Slim Thug]
I played a lot of blocks, so my cash stack fast
I got a lot of rocks, and I ain't talking bout crack
Slim Thug's
Better check your nuts whe the house in your section
And the mouth going off, aggitating the cump
Get ghost or get crunk or end up on your rump
Suggest you
kinda trance
Just a single glance
Got me all up in your ear like I’m Indiana Lance
How you fit into them pants?
Okay pause check it
Nike on my checklist
Been brutally murdered by the Jungle
Posse police seem to be baffled to
The whereabouts of these four suspects
D-Money easily spotted in
Candy burgundy
a drive-by niggas salute me
I'm the fly nigga out the group the
Rag around the hammer is Gucci
I rock pink the same color as coochi
This iman thug
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
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
been getting right
Boys in the south been sipping sprite
Getting right im getting right
Send me a check by the end of the night
Never a doubt when
never in some gangsta shit)
[Slim Thug]
I need some'ing classy in the streets, but stone freak in the sheets
Caramel color, letter under six feet
Hounds, from G-Town we don't mess around
Come get that ass straight Chopped Down
[Kangol Slim]
Nigga I draws heat, just like a Deserted Eagle travelin' in
(go)
Got the jet by the water like Sully
They can't stand it, I move like a bandit
Getting ate like a sandwich, my sweater is hand-stitched
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