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boss hogg outlawz - come here lyrics

[talking]
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

[kyleon]
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 n-gg- from yellow stone
putting digits in our two-way pagers, and telephones
kyleon yeah baby, i believe that’s me
come f-ck with this hogg, in the v.i.p.
f-ck 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

[hook x2]
you want a check for s-x, you can keep it baby
i love p-ssy, 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

[sir daily]
some of these hoes, got cl-ss 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, n-gg-z complying
giving hoes all they cash, cause these b-tches are fine
fool last motherf-cker, look at the picture
if you was broke with no hope, would this chick be with ya
h-ll 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 f-cking 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 d-ck, 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

[hook]

[chris ward]
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 b-tch, 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 b-tch, 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

[hook]

[slim thug]
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 b-tch my wifey, i call her my b-tch
and my b-tch 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 -ss and t-tties, on the scale a dime
but if i’m out of time, i might settle for a nine
i love money, p-ssy 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

[hook x2]

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