[E.S.G]
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Uh-oh, better let us loose
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It's going down
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30,000 the first month
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Boss Hogg Outlaws
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S.E.S play it raw
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E.S.G. and Slim Thug
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Feel it man, feel it man
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Make way for E.S.G. my 20's Crawlin'
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S.E.S Entertainment Boss Hoggin
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Platinum piece, Carniece, we ridin' Bentley
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And I ain't trying to see no damn Penitentiares
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But if this rap don't pay off, I'm back Grindin
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Invisible set diamonds, man I'm Shinin'
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Hot boys, with hot toys so ask MISSY
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You can catch us at the bar, sippin Crissy
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We flip birds, and sip syrup and drive Reckless
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Represent both sides of Houston Texas
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10,000 dollar payment on ya Lexus
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Man I spent that last week on my Necklace
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See I got my own lable, it's goin Down Now
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Got everybody bouncin' like I'm Bow Wow
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fall, fade, gettin' paid for the Summer
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Watchin' 'Kings of Comedy' In The Hummer
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[Chorus x2]
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Now get 'cha hands up! It You's a Baller
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Shot caller, trying to make ya money Taller
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Like Jay and UGK, we big Pimpin
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Make some noise all my independent Women
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[Slim Thug]
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Well It's the Mister Slim Thug Boss Hoggin
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24 hours a day, I stay Ballin
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Candy blue, 22 inch Crawlin
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Finally, me and E.S.G. Shot Callin
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On the grind, we makin' mo' Fetty
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These boys hate, but boys ain't Ready
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My Excursion, the size done by Eddy
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Full of drank and dro, tryin' to hold the wheel Steady
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When I ride, my candy paint Shinin
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And when I talk, my diamonds be Blindin
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I can't stop, and won't stop Grindin
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Up to the top, is where I'm Re Clinin
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Me and E, some super throwed Playas
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Pushin' Gators, rollin' over Haters
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We done bred, so boys can't Fade Us
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These H-Town streets is what Made Us
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[Chorus x2]
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[E.S.G]
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Now there ya go in Parasuco's and Fendies
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Ok la pasa sinorita Comprendes
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Dope game, or rap game, you know we Run It
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We're back to back, back to back, like the Comets
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We pullin' up in platinum trucks on the Corna
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Look at the ice, you might catch Glaucoma
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I be shakin' and bakin' and doin' my thang Soldier
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And when I flow they be 'MAN!' Hold Up !
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[Slim Thug]
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We top drop, and keep our trunk Poppin
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When we wreck, we keep the crowd Hoppin
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We scared boys when they heard we was Droppin
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We hoggin' now, so ain't no Stoppin
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Spend a ten today won't Break Us
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We blow money, cause money don't Make Us
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Come to our show, if you think we Fakers
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We foreign name, wide frame Shakers
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[Chorus x2]
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Now Get Ya HANDS UP!
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Get Ya Hands Up
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| Slim Thug |
