[Slim Thug:] Say bitch I know you see us. All these muthafuckin diamonds. All this candy around you. You can't help but see us.
[Chorus: x2] I'm pullin out clean you already know I'm leanin off the drink and I'm smellin like the dro Stacks in my pocket and my shine don't glow Better recognize a playa when he step through the door
[Chris Ward:] Open your eyes and recognize a playa when you see one Instead of always hatin on one try to be one Coogi clothes J's on my toes Fruit loop necklace wit iced out rows My wrist on froze everybody knows when I step through the doors hand cuff your hoes I'm so fresh you can smell me through a stuffy nose They call me Chris Wiz-ard thats jus how it goes
[PJ Tha Rap Hustla:] What step on the scene you know I'm lookin tight Sippin drank so you know I gotta purple sprite Pocket full of cash neck full of ice I'm in my zone so I'm tryna find somethin nice Badge on my neck I'm talkin big rocks V12 valet in the parkin lot Get my shine on thats what playas do PJ Tha Rap Hustla he done came through
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[Sir Daily:] I'm pullin out clean heavy bezzled team Cleanest tag on my jeans and a pocket full of green We the dream team for this faithly tex Leavin stains on the vard when we breakin the sets You already know when we crawl down slow Wrist lit up and a big chain on my throat Candy paint coat got my frame drippin And I'm gone move wit facts Lookin like I'm chain shifting
[Slim Thug:] I'm slidin on the glass Got butter on my ass Jus got my license back still tryna do the dash Everything paid cash no notes no leases You broke ass niggas payin notes on pieces Fours spoke folks creepin on the block near you Watchin boppers joc lookin in my rearview 20/20 vision see haters in clear view Thats why I'm chunkin deuces I ain't goin near you
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[Chris Ward:] I'm back again like you owe me some cash flow Most wanted wit most fid like Fidel Castro My pockets overweight so they call me Fatso Others call me bright light cuz the way that my badge glow
[PJ Tha Rap Hustla:] Back door feelin fine blowin on some killa pine Put them boys in they place when they see that blue line On my game havin thangs hoggin in that turnin lane Chicks hoppin in the ride hydro burnin man
[Sir Daily:] You know it's me S-I-R-uh Northside Houston, Texas boys on the bar-uh I ain't even trippin I'm on that dro too 24's on my load comin candy blue
[Slim Thug:] You know the boss talk G-shit daily Want somethin free no fuck you pay me Pockets so fat you niggas can't outweigh me Yall small Slim ballin like Baby
[Chorus X2]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
