Lyrics:
'm bussing my raps
B.I.G.P.O.P.PA
Fatboy chasing them snaps
Crackle and Pop
No not the cereal box it's fire you know that it's hot
Fucking with it or not
you for
I stuck my dick in this game like a rapist
They call me Slim Roethlisberger
I go berserker than a fed-up post office worker
I murk her
won't stop
Gotta go harder for moms
I go nonstop
Till I make it to the top
Trynna die a motherfuckin icon
Im trynna be remembered even when im gone
Cant
Did u think at the time it would
Have the impact that it does today?
A: No i didn't i was praying
For it do to well
It surpassed my expectations i hope
into new lines
Day by day we would got close, all mine
Free time, make it worth for a long while
In my arms, keep u safe, wish I could rewind
Look now,
and Slim
Yeah, I don't wanna lose you by my side
Girl I need you to be my ride or die
Baby girl you and I gonna shine like a dime yeah
I don't wanna lose you
If I told you that I love you and I want to stay forever
Would you ride for me? Would you die for me?
If I told you that I need you and I want you by
down these one-way's
Streets ain't no football game, we running gun plays
Die for my niggaz, put my hand on a bible
But you cowards start singing, like
longer than you and never fade away
I'll never fade away, I'll never fade away
I know my fate, and I'm on the grind for this cake
I'ma get or die
a Caesar
Would say welcome to my world but you done barely got a teaser
Okay
Who really fucking with slim when it comes to the lyrics
I'm just to authentic
(Ohh, take a bullet for you, on my life)
Put that on my life
I would die for you baby, no lie
If they came shootin' baby just know
I would take
kind of power as a hustler
You had to overcome this emotion no one could
Read it in your eyes this meant
That he would have to place
Himself again
digress, I digest information
That make scrambled data appear in formation
You in for a spanking, I enforce thinking
You in fourth place if we enforce
judge
Its your body you can do what you want
Why would I judge
Bought MISBHV for the way you behave
You acting out on your own it's like you built your
dress, long legs, high heels, slim waist, thick thighs, and that ass
My, my, my, my ride or die
Yeah, you, knew you had me sprung, but I had you sprung
Pick a price for me, please
We can spend whatever
Camera lights bounce off my shiny bezel
Kill the lights, would you? I am on my level
Flexin' like
I wanna see you jump
I wanna see you get loud
I wanna see you pumped
Don't wanna see you break down I wanna see you up
Yeah
I wanna see you up
Yeah
I
Aimin' straight for your head, makin' sure you die, cousin
They dressin' in black, prepared for combat
Ridin' four deep strapped with choppers
you ride for me?
Well I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
Never strike back,
you ride for me?
Well I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
Never strike back,
I'm upping the heat
You got a ghost writing for you behind the sheet
I was raised by concrete so I belong to the streets
Everyday is thanksgiving cause
wit your rims
But I'm in her dm
Why you flexing
For the nookie
When your pockets are slim
When I was young, never dumb
Idolized you slim
Till I
When I come back, that's it
You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I
When I land, you wack niggas die
And your casket is your last hit
You wack
Know what
I'm saying for the 19 9nickel and three mothafucking pennies
Shit's getting real
[Soulja Slim]
Its the glock born shooter so respect
.jpg/244px-Fatboy_Slim_(2006).jpg "Fatboy Slim")
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