Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Come Here (feat. Sir Daily & Chris Ward), artist - Slim Thug. Album song Boyz-N-Blue, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2004
Record label: B.H.O
Song language: English
Come Here (feat. Sir Daily & Chris Ward) |
Do it, uh we Boss Hogg baby yeah, yeah |
Uh-uh we Boss Hogg baby yeah, yeah |
Uh Boyz-N-Blue baby yeah, yeah |
Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh, hey |
I know you see, Kyle body rocking |
With a star at the bar twisted cigar, while the X got her body popping |
Everybody’s chopping, on bottles of dro |
I’m a pimp not a simp, I got bopper control |
Pulling yellow bones, me and my nigga from Yellow Stone |
Putting digits in our two-way pagers, and telephones |
Kyleon yeah baby, I believe that’s me |
Come fuck with this Hogg, in the V.I.P |
Fuck with me, I might lay her in the V.I.P |
A real playa don’t pay her, in the V.I.P |
Like T-I-P, so simple |
I’m a killa or crook, and a straight off the hook hoe pimper |
You want a check for sex, you can keep it baby |
I love pussy, but I don’t really need it baby |
Before I give up my do', I’ma leave it baby |
I ain’t saving these hoes, better believe it baby |
Some of these hoes, got class and respect |
But most of these hoes, trying to cash them a check |
Bottom line, all about the Benjamin’s |
She’ll sleep with ya quick, if you drop dividends |
And it’s a lot of cake, niggas complying |
Giving hoes all they cash, cause these bitches are fine |
Fool last motherfucker, look at the picture |
If you was broke with no hope, would this chick be with ya |
Hell naw, I can answer that |
She’ll sleep with ya partna, if she think he got stacks |
And that’s a fact, cause I done seen it with my own fucking eyes |
Hoes trying to play they role, while getting boned 'tween the thighs |
For real, cause all boppers the same |
Quick to hop on ya dick, cause you got you some change |
Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t hating on the real women |
I’m just tired of these crumbs, that be penny pinching but uh |
You see me, I’ve been pimping ever since pimping been pimping |
And when boppers see me they yell, (hey pimping) |
And it’s good you got the freak bitch, hair and nails done |
I done hate ya, I congratulate ya well done |
I’m all about my mail, hun |
And if you ask about the next man bitch, I can’t tell ya nuttin' |
And while you half-sleep in the morning, waking up on the phone |
I’m in the Presidential suite, waking up to some dome |
I see ya always happy, I’m sorry for breaking up ya home |
But if you plex, I send bullets that’ll break up ya bones |
So leave me alone, and back-back back-back |
Cause I’m C. Weezy, the young black Mack with fat stacks |
Slim Thugger done hit more dimes, in my time |
Than crack head crews, standing on the corner you’d find |
I don’t call my bitch my wifey, I call her my bitch |
And my bitch know when I’m calling, I’m calling to hit |
I keep a dime shotgun, while I’m making my runs |
I bless 'em with my presence, never ever my funds |
I got broads that’s ghetto, broads that’s seditty |
But if the broad with me, then the broad is pretty |
With big ass and titties, on the scale a dime |
But if I’m out of time, I might settle for a nine |
I love money, pussy and sticky green |
I keep a all star team, that love to lick me clean |
I know they want me for my green, I’ma let 'em stay wanting |
At the mall they bags empty, and the Boss stay flaunting |
And I do it, with a straight face |
And if the chick jump fly, then the chick get replaced |