| Y’know what i’m saying
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| (GMD)
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| You already know what the deal is
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| Even when the deal ain’t on the table
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| You feel me
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| Tell these niggas
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| Slim Thug be sippin
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| I ain’t never changed
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| Imma still be pimpin
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| Hit the Boulevard
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| Got the candy paint drippin
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| And I’m from H-Town
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| So you know what I’m sippin
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| Hey
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| You mad
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| These niggas be trippin
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| Start to fall off
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| Man these niggas slippin
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| I ain’t never changed
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| Imma still keep it pimpin
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| I’m from H-Town
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| So you know what I’m sippin
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| I’m from H-Town
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| So you know what I’m sippin
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| I’m from H-Town
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| So you know what’s drippin
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| I’m from H-Town
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| So you know I’m a hustler
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| I’m from H-Town
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| So I don’t fuck with no sucker
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| I’m all about the business
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| Been a boss since I was 18 years old
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| Now I’m on the grind getting mine
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| Still cold
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| 17 pockets been swoll for a minute
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| In the Rolls Royce
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| Yeah bitch i’m in it
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| Man and it’s tinted
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| White like a brick of cocaine
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| I be hittin the Boulevard
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| like rain
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| Drippin on grain
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| Ain’t shit changed
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| Came up in the game
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| Cause i’ve never been lame
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| Imma make my fucking money
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| Make it flip
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| Imma make some more fucking money
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| Make it flip
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| Then make another fucking mill
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| Make it flip
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| So I can hit the Boulevard
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| And let some paint drip
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| I be on my fucking grind
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| Always getting paper
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| I ain’t got time
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| For no motherfuckin haters
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| I ain’t got time for these bitchin ass hoes
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| If you ain’t bringing shit to the table
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| Bitch then you can go
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| Cause i’mma get the money
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| Gotta get climbing
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| To the next level
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| Hell yeah a nigga shining
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| Keep a couple diamonds
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| Keep a nigga wrist lit up
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| on my dick
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| So I suggest you bitches get up
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| Cause I’m about to get
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| To the motherfuckin top]
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| Boss hogg
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| Outlaws
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| Bitch we ain’t stop
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| Boss life
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| shit
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| I ain’t never fucking quit
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| And imma stay right
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| Cause I am
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| Man they niggas be trippin
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| I ain’t never changed
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| I still stay pimpin
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| Imma slow it down
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| So you know what i’m sippin
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| Ride from H-Town so you know what’s drippin
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| Pull up on the 59
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| Yeah that nigga rollin
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| working
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| So the pockets stay swollen
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| Can’t fall off
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| Try telling you wasn’t no rapper
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| Now you see my pullin double RRs
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| Looking
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| I’m a batchelor
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| Pull up to the batchelor pad
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| The house a couple acres
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| Apparently got em mad
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| They know I keep it real
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| Reppin for the pimp chain
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| And this the dozen
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| I’m Texas trill
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| Yeah bitch you know that
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| I ain’t never fucking changing for you mogs
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| And I don’t give a fuck about
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| Being on 106 & Park
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| Dude I’m a street nigga
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| You don’t need that shit
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| I get up on the corner
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| And I please that shit
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| If I exchange rap
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| It’s about the same work
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| And I be on my grind
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| Till my fucking legs hurt
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| And I be getting mine bitch
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| I don’t need no excuses
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| Cause boss still hustle
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| And we ain’t ever losing
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| And I am
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| Man these niggas be trippin
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| And I ain’t never changed
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| Thugga still be pimpin
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| I’m from H-Town
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| So you know what I’m sippin
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| And I’m from H-Town
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| So you know what’s drippin
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| Hold up |