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| Rick Ross: See it go like dis started what is Made it to a burb now im da shit Nigga thats my word pull up in da whip See us on da curb hands on the grip Call me Rick Ross smokin on the good Posted in the hood n i wish a nigga would SK on the seat filt to the tip Phantom ridin to da beach with a grill like Dips' Vans on my trill n i dont really care Busting down L they'll smell it in the air Bouncin on dem 24's makin hoes ovadose Floss all across da coast get blowed by the Los With my nigga Bloc in good fo a block Let's go to his trap all i gotta do is knock When deal with Ross you dealing with the best Hataz sprinkle salt just jealous im da chef Lemme see what on ya plate neva no steak Just alot beans and its eva so late Ridin' show room clean pullin up estates Got hoes on my team in 20 different states Chorus (x2) meet me in the Trill it's goin down meet me in the mall it's goin down meet me in the club it's goin down anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down Slim Thug: Slim Thug Ya'll Boss of da South blue boy game In da drop top candy candy on swangs Box on bop when dey see fly by Pick up Yung Joc told dem put it in da sky Cup fulla purple golf fulla green See a bad bitch and recruit 'er for da team Represent da H gotta stay true Still gotta spot in da A what it do Dis da Magic City see us gettin cloudy Bottles is poppin' ballas gettin rowdy Ima mill plus might as well do my thang 10 G stacks ima goin make it rain Body so icy lips on chill Girls in da club sayin lemme see ya grill Ima damn fool up out dat H-town Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed it goin down Chorus (x2) Yung Joc: Shorty dis da remix its still goin down If ya think im lyin take da time and look around I got em poppin wheelies jocking to my sound Tell em where im from i rep da A-town I head for home da hataz long gone I keep that cougar connected to my hip bone But its ok its alright i grind all day and i play all night Nitty: Got what ya need shorty what ya want Holla at breez i can get ya what ya want Call ya self a hustla wouldnt put me on Now i got da customers go n get ya own I aint gotta flex i aint gotta floss Still in da trap with the gun in my draws Somebody hit ya bitch i can till it in ya eyes Ask me how i know it was me suprise HAA... Chorus (x2) meet me in the Trap it's goin down meet me in the mall it's goin down meet me in the club it's goin down anywhere you meet me guaranteed to go down Man these are some evil mothafuckas |
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