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slim thug - xxplosive flow lyrics

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[verse:]
gon’ rick on d beat, it’s d boy thugga comin live from d streets
heat on ma side got d chrome ak
run up hater an ima let dat hose spray
think it’s bout may here, yea it’s gettin hot
might as well pull out some’n an drop d top
could it be d rose or could it be a old school
it don’t matter cause this summer ima
b-tches be actin like dey got a attitude
cause you see me comin down an i’m ridin rude
trunk up, loud music going
slim thugga in dis b-tch hell yea i’m flowin
glowin like a diamond every time i step out
still comin down hold ma red pot
what you talkin bout mayne, can’t fall off
it’s dat boy thugga comin live from dat f-cka now
xplosive, hell yea i know it
gettin higher dan b-tch wid a flow chick
hell yea nigga stay fly, keep a bad b-tch wid me i don’t know why-hey!
gotta get to d money mayne
an dem niggas talkin dumb mayne lookin like some dummies mayne
cause i’m winnin, still in the ninth inning
rappin like i’m still in d beginnin
hold up, it’s dat thugga, neva fallin off
been a d-mn boss, still rap for d swish an haus
like i said i’m tippin on four fours, still gettin money an shinin up on dem hoes
yea, ride clean in some’n foreign, still steppin out wid d ralph lauren
roun d whole world i’m touring, through wit yo b-tch cause yo b-tch boring
had bestowed me a d-mn star, it’s d boy thugga slim thug and i’m flippin far
ridin in d planes, i’ll across d lanes
i ain’t trippin mayne i’m still slangin kane
old school, act a d-mn fool, yes d boy rule comin down keep d tool on ma hip
slippers get got, an if you run up, a slipper get shot
cause b-tch i ain’t slippin, candy paint drippin
f-ck wit me an ima give yo -ss a whippin
still tippin, on fours, watch d diamonds blow
ima show d smile an let d diamonds glow
all in yo face, haters talkin down
it’s yo boy thugga comin through poppin trunks around
like i said in 9-9 mayne, i be still k!llin boys an dem nyats grippin grain
it’s d grant, slam back bad b-tch
i ain’t even gon’ trip, thugga got rich
but i’m still thugga to d heart
an if them otha niggas talk down you know d punks don’t bark
on d otha side of d world
run from me, boys nowadays actin like girls
i don’t understand it mayne
but i be in d black candid mayne
yea, f-ckin wit slim, but slim still ain’t f-ckin wit dem
mayne f-ck em, row so low, yea i do dis shit down low
i ain’t got time fo’ you frauds,hey man i swear to god
still hard still real to d f-ckin heart
like i been dat way from the f-ckin start
an i been dat
where d fight at, ima win dat
i keep it real, they just pretendin
in d drop top back, it’s a sunny day, sun shinin
so you know i’m shinin like a diamond
drop head silver hood, hell yea b-tch, i’m livin good
pullin up to d mini mansion, an i just gave d backyard expansion
hold up, thugga



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