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[Hook]
Some niggas lie like they money long
But you can look at me and see hey
That I can make it snow in the summer baby
And I can make it rain when it’s sunny lady

I need that money, money
I get that money, money
To your head to toe,
Got these girls money hungry
I got a swag degree, I pop the tag so gradually
Another day, another dollar
My bed sheet Prada
I lay on the shit feel like a million dolla’
Shawty says she swallow, I can’t believe this shit
She on my dick cuddle so artistic

[Hook]
Some niggas lie like they money long
But you can look at me and see hey
That I can make it snow in the summer baby
And I can make it rain when it’s sunny lady
It ain’t a secret you know how we do
The game belongs to me yeah
Cause I can make it snow in the summer baby
And I can make it rain when it’s sunny lady

Yeah, it’s winter time baby so we pull them temps out
The flop of a vest that will leave your limbs out
I grab the keys, full up foreign with the rims out
It’s sweeter than …i show you what a pimp bout
Hopping out designer shoes in designer clothes
Draped in designers jewels with designer hoes
You see my … where my girl is smooth
We keep it pimping pimping nigga don’t disturb this groove
Move around before we put you on a payroll bitch
It’s bud b, keeping it p with Tony Yayo bitch!

[Hook]
Some niggas lie like they money long
But you can look at me and see hey
That I can make it snow in the summer baby
And I can make it rain when it’s sunny lady
It ain’t a secret you know how we do
The game belongs to me yeah
Cause I can make it snow in the summer baby
And I can make it rain when it’s sunny lady

Thuger money long, thuger money grown
I take them bitches on field trips to my home
I can make it rain and turn it to a hurricane
Make it snow when it’s 84 I ain’t playing
They call me weather man cause I got that cedar maine
But ain’t no lie, I feed them bitches pocket change
You can start a thang, less you a pussy or brain
Let me be your pimping manager, same thang
Yeah I’m tight with it, only certain type get it
Just cause thug got it don’t mean I gotta give it

[Hook]
Some niggas lie like they money long
But you can look at me and see hey
That I can make it snow in the summer baby
And I can make it rain when it’s sunny lady.

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Thug, you already know what time it is, bitch!
.. Thursday! do this shit!

My fingers, they get you, they’re itching for the paper
Ain’t time to chill with you, broke niggas see you later
You’re busy chasing pussy, I’m too busy chasing paper
I’m riding around this city and I got my calculator.
Serve them things like a waiter
The whip is my tip, big O5 on my hip
For you nigga that thing got slip
Shit bricks out of town,
..tell them these are… I say fuck ‘em
Free my mother fucking brothers.
I’m born to raise hustlers, Cush smoking like a muffler
In the club bitch is smug cause the bitch I’m with tougher
Got niggas mad at me cause their main chick choosing
They’re tricking, I’m just sticking every bad bitch in Huston
I’m winning while you losing, pimping my profession
You niggas read my book, how to survive no recession
You niggas is some… I’ve been getting money
..ten years ago and I’m still stunning!

Chorus:
The itching, the itching, the itching for the paper
The itching, the itching, the itching for the paper
My fingers, they’re itching, they’re itching for the paper
Around and round the city, and I got my calculator
I’m a mother fucking master when it come to getting paper

Let them pick your battles wisely
Try me, you will need a shit bag and a IV
Little fast and drive free
Gun caught beside me
Why would I sleep? And I never ride deep
Cause really is just me and my hit
Palms itch in the kitchen with that broad dish
They’re talking gun until they come around and get their jaws fixed
We’re all breath the freshness, cause these niggas be so garbage
I’mma play the game to win, you might as well just forfeit
My home is like a fortress, send you to that darkness, under carpet
And it’s back to sipping… Cush sparking
Tuck that cash in, believe me, I can’t afford it
While I glide around this jungle, for my gorillas go retarded
My bitch bag it up and I go rubbing, feeling dump
So now we all agree the… about that hustle
I’m trying to get a mill, hard ass, no breaks
And my feet is off the ground cause I..

Chorus:
The itching, the itching, the itching for the paper
The itching, the itching, the itching for the paper
My fingers, they’re itching, they’re itching for the paper
Around and round the city, and I got my calculator
I’m a mother fucking master when it come to getting paper

Half of these niggers know how I do it
No homie, you don’t learn
Told them shut it cause it’s my time, so fall back and it’s just my turn
..bitch, we’re flipping for that paper
independent but we made it, bitches loving niggas haters
it’s the only way that you can play us when you play and I was shit
why we’re playing with this rapping, I’ll be playing with your bitch
you think you are my level, oh please, you must not know me
my nigger… got that Maserati
I wanna caught that ass up, nigga G body
Throw them pipes upon that bitch
You hear me coming through your hood
I’m sitting back behind!
Didn’t you know I’m smoking good?
That’s understood! It’s.. mother fucker
..catch your baby momma with us
Guess we’re really mother fuckers!
That you ever find some other who can do it like ‘em hoes
..so prepare to take that loss, nigger!

Chorus:
The itching, the itching, the itching for the paper
The itching, the itching, the itching for the paper
My fingers, they’re itching, they’re itching for the paper
Around and round the city, and I got my calculator
I’m a mother fucking master when it come to getting paper

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[Hook]
Ride, ride, ride clean
If you, if you ride old, ride slow
Candy, candy paint, slamming these doors
If you ride old, ride slow, ride old, ride slow
Ride old, ride slow, slamming, slamming these doors

[Verse 1]
I remember way back in the day
All I wanted was a candy car with hella flakes
Crushing hoes, slamming doors while the chassis shake
From the sub, work the juice, bitch I want the bass
Can’t be turning on a dime cuz the rims scrape
Kill switches for them jackers outchea tryna take
That’s my prized possession in recession kept me straight
Clear my mind then recline on the runway, from Monday to Sunday
Just me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I got the old school right on his toes and slamming doors
Talking wood grain, mink on the flows and riding foes
Chopping low, tip by slow, that’s how I go
Still a Texas boy sitting on foes and breaking hoes
The seats so sandy fine, all cash, fresh candy, homie branded wine
Hold it down, h town know to flip, feeling hood looking good
With them boys out the sip, just let it dip
Convertible, the burgundy red, it’s peeled off
I’m more glass when I’m showing my ass for dirty south
Don key, still og, just like the smoke fool
Riding 3 deep me and Krit, plus the old school
Just me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Verse3]
I used to roll in my old school, listenin to slow grooves
Head leaning back, had me feeling like a mac
7 mills … black, I used to think I was Goldy
I see you shining balls on, that’s what my og’s told me
And my old school so cool, roll like a new school
Escalate more to come got it riding like a soldier
Late nights blowing dojo, reminiscing bout the past
And how that I got everything I wish I used to could have
Just me and my old school [repeat]

[Hook]

[Outro]
See it ain’t just a car, it ain’t just a whip
It’s a time machine, it’s a spaceship, it’s precious
You gotta take your time, you can’t be rubbing on them curves
And hitting them potholes
You gotta ride clean and ride slow
Me and my old school

[Hook]

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You’re my favorite bitch, you’re my favorite bitch
You’re my, you’re my, you’re my
Pussy so good, good, hair so right, so right
Go on come on over baby, let’s spend the night, yeah, yeah
This girl’s so bad, that ass so nice, so nice, nice
She make a player like me wanna settle down and get a wife
Take your clothes off baby, come get in this bed, come on now girl
No questions asked, she right to it, giving her a juice and head, yeah

You’re my favorite bitch, I love the way you do that shit
Feels like you trying to put a pressure mark on my dick, yeah, yeah
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,

She butt naked with her heels on,
She know I love it like that
Bend over on this bed, and let a nigga hit it from the back
You’re my favorite bitch, when it’s up she gonna put it down
And if it’s up then me, she gonna always be around
She love so much, even let me fuck her friends
When we get fucked up, it’s a part that out of hand
Get the kush rolled up, every joint got a twin
Keep a nigga poled up, fuck and sip with me…
Cause you’re my favorite bitch, them other hoes ain’t bout shit
Them other hoes ain’t go shit
It’s over now, bye, bye bitch

You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,

Been down when I was shit, she keep it 100…
Cause that’s my bitch, gave me a safe place for thme bricks
Even helped me hid a few…
Been down when I was shit, she keep it 100…
Cause that’s my bitch, gave me a safe place for the bricks
Even helped me hid a few…she’s still my, my, my, my
My favorite bitch, yeah
Mmmm mmmmy,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch,
You’re my favorite bitch, you are my favorite bitch, bitch.

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One time for them bad bitches
One time for them bad bitches
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at

got a hundred .. she .. in her sneaker
go getter all the boys wanna trick her
I call the .. cause she is shaking like an earthquake
And everybody .. her bootie real …
But it don’t matter no as long as she drop it low
But she got it good she paper us she don’t need your …
They call her bitch cause she … and she is extra …
Bad bitches coming odd your paper quick
From the cliffs so you know she got that fire head
… I call it jazzy …from the niggers so I call it five star
She is the baldest …

Chorus
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at

nice teets nice ass I would love to see them shaking
make them pop for this jazz
like superstar everybody wanna see her
all the girls wanna eb her
she throw that pussy back
throw her ass back
then she looked back like I know you like that
like your .. let your money talk
you ran out .. you said you are back to the …
she is bad man I am telling you
they keep throwing money like they are selling her
five stacks ten stacks there is no telling bro
now I made her bad bitch …

chorus
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at
One time for them bad bitches
where the bad bitches at
where the bad bitches at

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[verse 1 – slim thug]
texas tatted on my arm, got houston on my back
‘cause i love the city i’m from, hands up if you feel that
i ball hard like a texan, every sunday catch me wreckin’
?, code name boss because you can’t catch him
and they catch them bops like dre do
ball hard like i play too, run that back like jay do
bet a couple ? and we play you
we came to win, can’t take a loss
ain’t shit ‘bout that h south,
team strong we’ll break ‘em off, lay ‘em down then rake ‘em out
car roof like ?, when the sun’s out i drop the top
h-town we shinin’ red white and blue in that lot
see you boys in the playoffs, bet you this year we on top
and if you from that h like me, you already know what i’m talkin’ ‘bout

[hook]
i’m from houston, texas home of the texans [x3]
texas tatted on my arm, houston on my back
i’m from houston, texas home of the texans [x3]
texas tatted on my arm, houston on my back

[verse 2 – paul wall]
i’m from that hou tex, non-believers get put to the death
then hard times, we get put to the test, but dedication turn the last to the best
stop complainin’ just a little bit less and start to quest on the road to success
we got now and we got next, say it loud with some bass in your chest
haters hate but now they on jock like joseph and queen the corners on lock
i come through the line like brian kush and then i can’t be blocked like jj watt
now we on top, no more middle, like super mario i’m a hard hitter
can’t be stopped, don’t be bitter, never give up ‘cause i’m a go getter
in the groupie and i wade through you, she like torro and the whole crew
in battle red or liberty white out, i might come out in the deep still blue
i thought boys knew, don’t be surprised, tell them boys about texas pride
we ride for each other when we on the otherside and if you aint ?

[hook]

[verse 3 – chamillionaire]
hold up
if you ain’t from texas, you didn’t get the message
let me give you boys a quick lesson then
i swore to god to be fresh to death, i didn’t die so time to get fresh again
you know the h what i’m reppin’ and it’s like 35% mexican
and that’s so ironic (why?)
every cup is like 35% beverage and 65% medicine
plenty ? for thick specimens
a million fine and bad yela’s and that’s like 22% lesbian
and in my zone what you steppin’ in, then i bet my fist is gone check a chin
‘cause that trill in bun, and that trill is pimp, and that trill is somethin’ y’all never been
hit your woman and let her in to my vehicle that i never tint
that brain got to be official baby, no artificial intelligence
i’m runnin in it like andre, if y’all ain’t from houston i ain’t convinced
‘cause y’all touch down in our city once and been rappin’ like you are ever since

[hook]

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Understand at where I’m coming from X 2
Live this life in the hardest
Understand at where I’m coming from X 2

This is what the gangster’s about
And bitch nigger’s at
Somebody from your block got …gotta ride
When the bitches … that’s why you can’t trust em
…steal … wanna fuck em
The block is on fire, them … want you locked
Even if you pay the hustle they take … what you got
When neighbors get shot, and it ain’t no big deal
Cause everybody took what he … peel
It’s hard to … we’re so used to, live everyday like it’s our last
It’s like they … knew it
…robbing and stealing, hustling and killing
Serve that, I just might … living with no villain
Where they … they’d rather be in jail
They go home and after tell their kids they failed
… south side of Houston, everybody’s … but I love my hood so I put it up on …

Living life in the hardest, you understand at where I’m coming from

I come from the …bottom, trains …steal meals
My … fuck school, they’d rather rock … on wheels
Babys been having babies like condoms they never made them
Give them up to their pants cause sure they couldn’t raise them

Let the curtain fall from the laws and the jewish
It’s in the niggers up the creep for selling drugs that … us
My grandma always used to say …
…To take us up the …
…but I got feels do, so pardon me when I’m eat and … you…
Just let me smoke my weed and drank upon this …
…
But never pour too much cause I try to make it last
Understand at where I’m coming from
Live this life in the hardest
Understand at where I’m coming from X 2

I’m from the home where we need you,
Where they … away
…home of the g’s, land of the slaves
Where the good die young and the …
… on the way to school jump in double blood pools
… and they … to it, how is this normal?
When the babies get burned and we used to call that coma
See where I’m from they will tell us anything
Like fuck … they just want us …
Yeah man, that’s a motherfucking shame
And every … is the same,
… get down, and the bricks bitch

Understand at where I’m coming from
Understand at where I’m coming from X 2

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that candy paint, that candy paint
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...

that candy paint, smoking at day, be so alive i stand …
neighborhood watch crawl they can play,
hate on my big fat ass...
looking for me over say you a rap singer
i know you smoke weed, let me smell your finger
linger, that the green thumb … got a valid …
i'm challenged, got candy paint on my harley, harley
….and truck, … and old school...
looking for a top shelf not know …
that candy paint, gotta go can't believe their eyes
flow the gas that mesmerize, this is on dash half of my cash
… dash for my …
gotta shake these suckers and watch my back
i'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked, windshield cracked?
i'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked
my … is joalous …

i'm addicted to this flow so that why all my ride's so awesome
i keep that big like … it don't matter what it's causing
tossing deuces out the roof, but that coop
while i ride by, players chunking deuces back
bob … feel like i'm up in the sky, yo all know that … green
40 got them going … when we pull up on the scene
get the pain, looking clean, ...looking king size
this time while i drive it's like they can't believe their eyes
it's that that boy thugger and that bad motherfucker
swanging banging riding dirty screw the … on them suckers
flipping flipping looking good, diamonds diamonds yes the …
from the texas to the callie, catch me tipping through the hood

that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...

it's ...texas that's the city where we ride the greatest
gripping grain, drip insane, turning up, rob a davids
that old school great … papa … scrape a hustler and a grind of
every day i'm trying to make paper
i'm from pa represent for you … and i'm riding for my city like it's rapper …
i got homies on the west i got homies in detroit
matter of fact these gladiators are all over, all day
… drop that top and let them chock, they hit them now on their highway
turn up some rig shot, or maybe swisher house … it's going down

that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ...
that candy paint, that candy paint, e 40 built in brooklyn call me …leather seat ….

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Swanananana : Baby Bash

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chorus:
i smoke the kush getting high in the…
swanana!
when the cadillac is getting on the…
swanana!
so hot that i can throw my brain,
swanana!
where everybody keeps staying at the…
i got that ..in the trunk,
swanana!
i got a super bad barbie in the front,
swanana!
and every time they see me fly …
swanana!
i roll ..in gas prices,
swanana!

now i don’t even got a valid driver’s license,
i’m pushing …with wheels, my bitches looking priceless,
…. i am the click, now hook me with the…
they hang themselves when they see the suicide doors,
i’m in the gang, man, getting on ‘em to high score!
…and is shaking at my rear view,
i’m living by the view, man, you’re living real…
…
that boy…be hustling, and he’d be handling,
..in vegas, peep in town… gambling!

chorus:
i smoke the kush getting high in the…
swanana!
when the cadillac is getting on the…
swanana!
so hot that i can throw my brain,
swanana!
where everybody keeps staying at the…
i got that ..in the trunk,
swanana!
i got a super bad barbie in the front,
swanana!
and every time they see me fly …
swanana!
i roll ..in gas prices,
swanana!

…first class and… by the plane,
…like a mary j,…
that’s what a nigger get forgetting…
..cops got me on their radar,
i’m trying to take you home, baby, i don’t need a…
roll with a… don’t show a hard love,
cause you’re the baddest bitch i’d been seeing in this club!
i ain’t looking for no love, i’m looking for a…
let the beat…i can sleep.
.. i keep them girls when they say…

chorus:
i smoke the kush getting high in the…
swanana!
when the cadillac is getting on the…
swanana!
so hot that i can throw my brain,
swanana!
where everybody keeps staying at the…
i got that ..in the trunk,
swanana!
i got a super bad barbie in the front,
swanana!
and every time they see me fly …
swanana!
i roll ..in gas prices,
swanana!

….
we don’t care, hands in the air,
..with the shades, ..don’t compare,
i’m…..yeah i’m moving,
and yeah you’d better know it, if you…

chorus:
i smoke the kush getting high in the…
swanana!
when the cadillac is getting on the…
swanana!
so hot that i can throw my brain,
swanana!
where everybody keeps staying at the…
i got that ..in the trunk,
swanana!
i got a super bad barbie in the front,
swanana!
and every time they see me fly …
swanana!
i roll ..in gas prices,
swanana!

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[Intro]
Thugga, Boss Hogg Outlawz, action
It’s the motherfuckin Thug Show
Hah, hah, Geah, south fire in this bitch
Slim Thugga in this bitch

[Chorus]
Good evening, welcome to Outlawz season
I’d like to say hello, you tune in to Tha Thug Show

[Verse 1]
Thugga the throwdest nigga in the universe, cooler than a fan is
Girls give me pussy, say I’m cooler than their man is
I beat it up without a fee, with you she hit the lottery
I’m on some G-shit, fair exchange, no robbery
Your money’s my philosophy, millions with a apostrophy
I guess it’s why these HPDs and APDs watchin me
H-Town’s my property, the boss, man, I gotta be
So if you land on it, pay up, like on monopoly
Your dream bitch jockin me, but I give her no play
If you ain’t fuckin, keep your lips out my rosse
You rap niggas role play, I live this shit that I talk
Welcome to the thug show, star me, thug boss

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
My whips change with the season, now could this be the reason
Your bitch mouth on my dick like she teasin
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Longest a nigga breathin, I’ma be eatin, a Hogg appetite greedy
Trying to stack my next meal, so hurry up and feed me
Got two kids that need me, so I hustle til I pass out
Chasing up that paper, boy, like this my last route
Trying to make you feel me like I’m spittin out my last out
I’m richer than you niggas, don’t make me pull this cash out
It ain’t ’bout what you ’bout, It’s more ’bout what you say
They say you can’t take it with you, but fuck it, put it in my grave
I’m trying to get the heaven bait, cause I’m used to living laid
And if they got the VIP, then you gon see me on stage

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Whole team (?) starters hustle hard and party harder
This is ’bout to go down, hope you got your tape recorders
Catch me in the club wasted, bad bitch in my view
Take her home plus 2, you know how the Thugga do
Raw uncut, turn a pornstar with a slut
Beat it from behind, pull out and bust on a butt
Triple X rated, I know plenty people hate it
I’m still happy that a nigga made it
So we gon celebrate it, fire up that weed and get drunk
Fuckin act like we from ATL and this bitch get crunk
It’s H-Town, still now, so Texas where the love go
I’m what you been lookin for, stay tuned for Tha Thug Show

[Chorus x2]

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Slim Thugga Pimpin : Slim Thug

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From the Great Wall of China
To the beautiful shores of Spain
Every pimp and whore know me
By my natural name
.. dick
And this is only for the …
Slim thug mother fucker

I’m world wide
I got bitches way up in Japan
They can tell you how … dick stand
Everywhere I land is pussy on stand by
They say when they see me
It’s hard to keep their panties drop
I’m so fly they are so hot
I can piss on a …
Got your bitch in my crib
Sucking my …
.. rap shit my habit
I got a bitch in my room
And another one waiting in the lobby
Pimpin no zipping the game won’t change me
… they change only bitches is the same
… it’s my duty to make them …
.. pay out for these whores sellin their pussy …
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I got my … zone
Bitches blowing up my phone
A travel .. like I want
Cause I’m pimpin
They know my name all across the globe
My .. overflow
You see me with a …
Cause I’m pimpin

Niggers tricking …
Whores getting profit …
I make the bitch pay me
Never ever play me
… is she try lay me
.. nigger coming at your pocket
.. my bitches .. their ass is the …
The way they work that pussy … it’s like magic


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These whores … they wanna be on my team
… get her home
Put a shotgun in my bone …
I need to take you .. forget the ass
.. they got the guts to say …
They don’t mean a shit to me…
You need to wake up cause you are all blind
…

Chorus

Fuck You : Slim Thug

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[Slim Thug]
As is, I aint changing for you suckers
if you aint f-cking with me, f-ck ya
and if you aint feeling how I feel, f-ck ya
you bitches aint paying my bills, so f-ck ya
I’mma boss, how bout low, ride out for the clique
or you can ride with us or eat a sick d-ck
I tell it how it is, them n-ggas speak fiction
I gotta keep it real, that sh-t is an addiction
so open up ya ears, all ya gotta do is listen
then everytime you see me, I’mma pull the description
if I say I got a Bentley than that bitch outside
if I say the watch 50, ask my Jeweler if I lie
Thug boss bitch

[Chorus]
I don’t give a f-ck, if I do it’s f-ck you
if you don’t like what a n-gga do, f-ck you
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do
I don’t give a f-ck, if I do it’s f-ck you
if you don’t like what a n-gga do, f-ck you
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do
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[Lil Wayne]
I don’t give a f-ck, if I do, it’s f-ck you
run and do these holes like Maurice Jones Drew
life on the edge, I want my jumpsuit
my hoes keep their mouth closed like they suck glue
Weezy in this b-tch, Thugga I got ya
I’m all up in they face like the f-cking eye doctor
f-ck with me wrong turn ya brains into pasta
double barrell punk, it look like nostrils
real n-gga status, real n-gga period
you a real n-gga, now that’s a conspiracy
young money sh-t, you gon need some artillery
science class n-gga, me and money got chemistry

[Chorus]
I don’t give a f-ck, if I do it’s f-ck you
if you don’t like what a n-gga do, f-ck you
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do
I don’t give a f-ck, if I do it’s f-ck you
if you don’t like what a n-gga do, f-ck you
that sh-t you n-ggas talking aint true, f-ck you
we got our money right n-gga, what you wanna do

[Slim Thug]
Aint no punchlines in my rhymes I’m like this and like that
its just 36 lines of straight facts
okay I take that back, 36 lines of crack
now thats a brick hard n-gga can you buy that
try that
is that sh-t that you rap about real?
okay tell me this, how many n-ggas you done killed?
Okay, tell me this, is your clique really trill
or you just get gassed on, these pay the bills
the n-ggas tell the truth what would they be saying
be caught up in the streets and be like I was just playing
thats why they get robbed or set up for the slam
I’ma be me even when I’m verse laying

[Chorus]

Paid Tha Cost : Rick Ross Ft. Slim Thug

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Paid the cost to be a boss
Look at me
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Title: Paid Tha Cost
Artist: Rick Ross
Length: 2:32
Type: CDQ
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap
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