| Uh uh, Boss Hogg Outlawz
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| You already know who this is baby
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| If you don’t, listen-listen
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| It’s the big banker man, with my nigga Anka Man
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| Got the diamond wrist band, with the drank up in my hand
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| I ain’t playing man, I’ma pour it and I know it
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| Gotta beat it like green, unless the Slim Thug blow it
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| I’m a under-hog hogger, candy-dog dogger
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| Ask Webster, who the definition-ball baller
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| A shot caller, I’m the Boss of my team
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| In a drop Prowler, tricked out with screens
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| Said Story, so now the pretty girls adore me
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| Had a lot of dime pieces but now, they just bore me
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| Pain before glory, was the lesson I learned
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| Never got shit free, everything was earned
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| It’s like cause and effect, if you grind you shine
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| And if you don’t you won’t, keep that on your mind
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| I’m getting mine nigga, see I follow the rules
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| I pay my dues, that’s why I’m in the Boss man’s shoes |