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Slim Thug - Playa You Don't Know lyrics
[Pharrell in background] [Intro - Slim Thug (Pharrell)] Tell me when to go.. tell me when to go (c'mon!) (You ain't think we was gon do what we gon do niggaz!) (WHAT!) Straight from the streets of H-Town (Turn this shit the fuck up!) Slim Thugga! Boss Hogg Outlawz! (hahaha) Star Trak! OHHHHHHHHH!!!! [Chorus - Slim Thug] Playa you don't know You ain't seen nothing like this here before Playa you don't know You ain't seen nothing like this here before You ain't seen them Boyz how they get that dough Late night at the club pulling drank and dro Put 100 grand up just to get that ho Next day right back on the block for more, noo [Verse - Slim Thug] Attention! All my G's getting money hit the dance floor And show the club what we out here getting grands for A double shot on the rocks, what you playing for Buy a bottle by the bar, get your man's dough You know me fella, same ol' Thug Wit the chicks and drugs up in the club Dro smoke, getting high wit my folks Red eyes, I'm a hide behind Gucci shades lotes (?) Ho's say I'm a dog nigga, naw I'm a Hogg nigga I got money, so fuck it I'm a ball nigga Them other boys just out here rapping it While I'm a young nigga out here having it [Chorus] [Verse - Slim Thug] I make boys get they weight up, haters get they hate up When you see Tha Boss coming I suggest you put ya date up Cause the Jacob looking good and it match wit the piece Errbody wanna know what's that on the boy teeth Ear lobes on hang, eight karats outta tell It cost a baller 100 g's for a pair, yeah I'm getting money and it feel real good mayne And ain't a damn thing changed, I'm still hood mayne All the broads used to cap, wanna fuck now Cause they see a young nigga getting bucks now! I pull up in the Range truck like what now It's real strange how they wanna get cut now [Chorus] [Bridge - Pharrell Williams] Do the soulja bounce! do the soulja bounce! (how you do it?) Ya let ya shoulda's bounce! Ya let ya shoulda's bounce! Just let ya shoulda's bounce! let ya shoulda's bounce! Just let ya shoulda's bounce! let ya shoulda's bounce! [Verse - Slim Thug] I mean it ain't much to talk about When everyday I walk about a million dollar house Like a motherfucking Boss! If I want it I'm a get it, it don't matter what it cost You ain't gotta take my word, ask them boys down south You ain't gotta take they word, you can find me on the North Take a trip to my city, ask somebody where Tha Boss? Used to hit the hood, trunk full of things of that south Now I'm getting 16 for 16's out my mouth So it ain't shit to me to look clean when I floss In the wide body slab with the candy blue gloss I ain't worried bout them haters gon talk whachu talk I'm on the grind getting mine, nigga fuck whachu though! [Chorus - repeat 2x] |
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