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- Slim Thug - Down Here Lyrics
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- (*Scarface*)
- I want y'all to bust some shit man
- And tell these niggaz man, that y'all invented
- That motherfucking for, every motherfucking body
- And they mama, trying to bust man
- (ha-ha, really though), you know I'm saying man
- Niggaz out here man, steal y'all shit on chrome
- Ass wanna be E.S.G., kinky ass niggaz man
- Bring they hat to they motherfucking ass man
- Let these hoes know how we do it down here
- [Hook - 2x]
- (down here), ha we like to roll on dubs
- (down here), we keep a chicken head up in the club
- (down here), my thugs they get nothing but love
- (down here), we off the chain like you thought we was
- [Slim Thug]
- I'm from the city of sippers, wood grain wheel grippers
- Kilo shippers, candy coat car flippers
- We ride 4's and vogues, with a mouth full of golds
- Country niggaz and hoes, down here is how we roll
- When something's tight it's thoed, when we shine we hold
- You got cash cars and clothes, you balling out of control
- Switching lanes on swinging thangs, that's called swang and bang
- The club packed from front to back, that club off the chain
- You got candy rims and beat, then you got you a slab
- You cooking chickens in the kitchen, boy you off in the lab
- Boys that hustle they grind, and if your diamonds shine you blind
- You making money looking good, then you showing your behind
- You blow endo that's do-do, screwed up means slow mo
- You ride big body Benz, you riding big body fo' do'
- Fa sho though you know, how that Texas talk
- I'm trying to stack my green, I mean fill up my vault
- [Hook - 2x]
- [E.S.G]
- Down here playboy, the gumbo's hot and spicy
- Twinkies twist and crawfish, my wrist all icy
- Better watch your wifey, down here we off the hook
- You was smart that, better back-back take a look
- I'm from the city where crooks, wear Cardiers and Rolleys
- In Texas we partnas, in Louisiana they whodies
- But it's the same thing, on this side of the Mississippi
- Two hundred dollas a bottle, ain't talking bout Crissy
- Talking bout codeine, baby fill up my cup
- 2002 Escalade, Billy grill on my truck
- Now hold up maan, top down in the Bentley
- With a bad chick, in my tape Monica Lewinsky
- Made a mill independent, can't touch me kids
- Split your wig then hire Cochran, like Puffy did
- (fiesta) fiesta, like my name R. Kelly
- I'm the boss see the cross, hanging off of our bellys
- [Hook - 2x]
- [Lil' Keke]
- I can tell that you boys, got the wrong idea
- We some slab riding gangstas, get a car every year
- (down here) we like to ball, play above the rim
- E.S.G., the young Don and a thug named Slim
- (down here), we tolerate no type of disrespect
- Have a bitch acting bad, on that do' and that X
- (down here), we push 26 sitting low to the flo'
- And double deuces on a truck, when I crawl by slow
- (this year), I'm gonna switch it to the platinum frame
- Do shows with plenty hoes, that be screaming my name
- (down here), it ain't no telling when you talking bout us
- Got rocks in both ears, cause that shit is a must
- (down here), we break hearts and leave punks for dead
- We don't claim the blue or red, cause our city is FED
- (down here), I'm better known as Lil' Keke the Don
- Getting rich and going hard, to get it all for my son
- [Hook - 2x]
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