Already Platinum Album

Artist(s): Slim Thug

Tracklist

The Intro

length: 2:25

Yeah, it's finally here ************s
Long-awaited, anticipated debut album
From the Dirty South **********ing Boss, Slim Thugger
Through all the years, with no **********ing deal
Through the bootleg ****
Here it is *****, I'm already platinum

Yeah you bootleggers can't stop me, other rappers can't top me
They both try hard to copy, but artwork still sloppy
You not me, I'm the real deal Boss of the city still
Regardless if I sell a hundred thousand, or I sell a mill
I'm already platinum, already paid
With eight cars a big house, that's already laid
Was already made, before the major deal
I pulled a Bentley off the lot, and felt how that feel
I turned corners through the hood, behind my Phantom wheel
And you can find me in the hood, on chill still
Majors must of got tired, of hearing me say **** a deal
Cause they put some'ing in my pocket, made a ***** chill
Then **** changed mayn, it's a new game mayn
Got with Pharrell, now I'm getting for real fame mayn
They asking questions, like why the hell he did this
And my reply, is get the **** out of my business
***** I'm the Boss, cause I do what I choose
I refuse to lose, you *****s got a ***** confused
Get off my ****, and quit trying to dictate my moves
I'm still climbing higher and higher, my grind on cruise
Keep your opinions to yourself, and don't speak on mine
You ain't gon catch no fish, trying to watch my line
Just lay back put your locs on, and watch me shine
I drove this car this far, don't try to stop me now
And it don't matter if a *****, go platinum or gold
I'm still good in the hood, how I got it befo'
Hooked up with Star Trak, then went got it some mo'
Now the Fed's can't tell, what I got on my load

Houston, we have a **********ing problem
The Boss has arrived, and I don't give a **** where you look in the world
You ain't gon find a *****, who done it like me
Without a **********ing deal
All these fake *****s misrepresenting the H, you gotta move around
All haters getting straightened out, and starched the **** down (already platinum)

Like a Boss

length: 3:19

3 Kings

length: 4:51
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

I got drank by the pint
Dro by the pound
Headed to the club in the boss top down
Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town
If you love me you gon smile
If you hate me you gon frown
'Cause me and my bosshoggs bout to ball till we fall
This year, I won't stall, Slim Thugga want it all
Goin' solo, first cd out that nots slow-mo
Heres another hit thanks to the drank and they do-do
Fa sho though we got the club shut down
Tryna pick which chick I'ma cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls thats caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess what I just found
Come in v.i.p with me boo, while we post up
We blowin' purple stuff we pourin' purple stuff
We blowin' rolled up stuff, ya can tell that we rich
It Slim Thugga, T.I.P and Bun-B *****!

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

Ay ay ay
22's on a brand new Coupe wit no roof (roof)
A hundred and fifty dollar tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin ***** jus do like I do (do)
Don't get it confused but dude I'm not you (you)
If you ain't heard the news I'm known to speak truth (truth)
That's why I'm at the bar buyin' all this Grey Goose (ay ay ay)
Passin' it to the wall but mayne is they loose
That ma ***** Slim Thug they mean what they do
Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too (too)
Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall through (threw)
And tell that ***** ESG and Paul Wall too
I know Bun did had been fun wit them freaks, yeah (yeaaaaa)
Do it like a G for Screw and Pimp c
From the A but got all of Houston with me
At the superbowl pullin' groups of hoes six deep *****!

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

We goin' hard in the paint like Carmelo (Carmelo)
This is for the boys who sip purple and sip yellow (yellow)
Shorty shake ya jelly like jello (huh)
She curvy like a J.lo
Damn baby poke me off before I even said "hello" (said hello)
Is it the car, is it the ice is it the grill (is it the grill)
'Cause Im a star that pay the price to keep it trill (keep it trill)
She at the bar, she lookin nice, she on da pill
And she got two more wit her ready so tell me how you feel (hol up)
See pimpin' ain't made ***** pimpin' ain't raised *****
***** pimpin' is born
Pimpin' since its early dayz (right)
These *****z get to trippin' playa pimpin' ain't lazy
And if ya miss Pimp C throw up ya dueces and ya tres (mayne)
We thought of many ways and perfected the grind (grind)
Makin' million dollas moves six figa checks will get signed (signed)
Slim Thug you up next to shine and I can't even lie
Wit me and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo)

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P, Bun-B and Slim Thug

Diamonds

length: 3:14
Diamonds pressing up against the woodgrain wheel (Haa)
When you see a pimp shining ***** tell me how you feel (I got the)
Diamonds pressing up against the woodgrain wheel (Yeah)
When you see a pimp shining ***** tell me how you feel (I got the)
Diamonds pressing up against the woodgrain wheel
When you see a pimp shining ***** tell me how you feel (That's right)
Diamonds pressing up against the woodgrain wheel
When you see a pimp shining ***** tell me how you feel

Now who other than Slim Thugga, still tippin on fo's
Wrapped up in gator boe's closing them candy doe's
Drank poe'd music slow how I roll when I'm flossin'
Trunk cracked in the back I'm in my lack big bossin'
I got the diamonds pressin' up against the woodgrain wheel
When you see a playa' shining ***** tell me how you feel
I'm tryin to chill cause ***** *****z ain't real
Gon' make me drop 'em with the hands or pop 'em with the steel
I'm the dirty south boss them other suckas is clones
Misrepresenting Texas with them weak *** songs
Screens showin' trunk glowin' while I flip through the hood
Big diamonds, shining, blinding, while I'm grippin my wood
I got the..

I got the diamonds pressin' up against the woodgrain wheel
Butter top dropping on the candy Coupe Deville
Cup full of drank man we poppin' pint seals
The candy trunk bangin while I drop the fifth wheel
Riding so low I got my hand up on the steel
Them jackers tryin'a plot I bet the glock'll make 'em chill
I'm straight up outta Texas yeah the land of the trill
When you see a pimp shining ***** tell me how you feel
Had to bring back the foe's made them put away the choppers
Got the candy blue shining while I'm swangin on the boppers
Keep straight through stop signs **** if the law stop us
Screamin' free Pimp see to the **********ing coppers
I got the..

Diamonds

Boyz n Blue

length: 3:48

I Ain't Heard of That (remix)

length: 3:50

Click Clack

length: 3:31
I was taught only reach for the heat if you busting
So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack ************s! I ain't trying to hear nothing!
Click clack ************s! I ain't trying to hear nothing!

When snitch *****z give police clues to watch
Well I'm a give them ****** *****z news to watch
My trigger blow *****z out they shoes and socks
I guarantee I won't miss you if I use the dot
I'm Slim Thugga ************! best respect my G!
Or they gon say they name after R.I.P
How dare you ***** *****z' tissue slugs bout me
'Cause then I'm a get to show ya how thug I be!
And I don't give a **** what set you claim
They got rich *****z that blow out brains
Just cause you from the projects don't mean you hard
Most of them hoods y'all repping ain't seen you broads!

I was taught only reach for the heat if you busting
So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack ************s! I ain't trying to hear nothing!
Click clack ************s! I ain't trying to hear nothing now!
Don't make me pull it on ya! on ya! on ya! ya hear me?!
Don't make me pull it on ya! on ya! on ya!

Big home, big car, big jewelry
Whispers in the street, all the talk of robbery
Ain't no Quad Studio, Tupac and P
For every watch there's a glock, come shop with me
Hood DVDs the closest you get to TV
BE or MT, the whole world done see me
VH1 Behind the Scenes, there's bout to be a three-peat
So keep on rewinding your part and others try and defeat me
Strap like the movie, better yet the sequel
Strap Before Rap, we'll call that the prequel
I told ya wit the pen, there shall be none equal
But since he ain't write it, that makes him more lethal! UUSSSHH!!

I was taught only reach for the heat if you busting
So when lift this shirt that's the end of discussion
Click clack ************s! I ain't trying to hear nothing!
If you smart you gon hit the ground running and ducking
A lot of rap *****z be trying to play hard
Knowing damn well that they lying and they fraud
They talk that hard **** when somebody press record
When there's beef in the streets they run to their body guard
I'm still a hood *****, you can catch me on the block
And when I'm the club you can catch me wit the glock
I know them jackas plotting trying to catch me wit a knot
But we gon see if them laws can come catch me when he's shot

Everybody Loves a Pimp

length: 4:20
Everybody loves a pimp
Sha tapperbacker preach
Everybody loves a pimp
Sha tapperbacker preach
Everybody loves a pimp
The way I talk the way I dress
I keep so clean I'm fresh
(everybody loves a pimp)
The ice I wear the car I drive
(everybody loves a pimp)
The ho's I got they look so fly
(everybody loves a pimp)
When ya pimpish ya pimpin
(everybody loves a pimp)
When ya pimpish ya pimpin
(everybody loves a pimp)

You know tha boss got *****es galore you may have a lot of *****es but he got much more from dkny to the Malibu shores I got a chick in ever city I can
Go on tour and you need a pimp in yo life that is gonna guide you right won't hand cuff you when you tryin' to creep at night I don't sleep at night anymore
But now I don't care I be hibernating call me yogi the bear
I'm a pimp baby that's why I hold my nuts and walk with a limp baby I know you get tired of all this sense
So go and hop on my team and loose your wimp baby

Everybody loves a pimp
Sha sha tapperback preach
Everybody loves a pimp
Sha sha tapperback preach
Everybody loves a pimp
The way I talk the way I dress
Keep so clean I'm fresh
Everybody loves a pimp
The ice I wear the car I drive
Everybody love a pimp
The ho's I got they look so fly
Everybody loves a pimp
When ya pimpish ya pimpin
Everybody loves a pimp
When ya pimpish ya pimpin

Slim ain't wit gettin' drama wit chicks so when my boo turn *****
That's my cue to switch you gonna catch me throwin' lics 'cause my feelings involved I just erase 'em out the black book problem solved
Best she learn how to keep her mouth closed I got zero toleration for ho's move to the next one there's plenty of fish in the sea plus there's plenty other
Chicks that dig me I'm a pimp baby that's why I hold my nuts and walk with a limp baby I know you're tired of dealing wit all this sense baby so go on and hop
On my team and loose your wimp baby

I know you sit by a lot of suckas my advice is keep it pimpin all you see me with is g's and hustlas still a pimp gonna keep on runnin it
(***** where's my money)
I see the game do it cardeyay I still keep my money

Pleaze belive it slim thug

can't get it eazy

Already Platinum

length: 4:45
Yeah! Yeah! Slim Thugga!
I don't think they ready for this beat
We gon take them boys to Texas right quick

You know Tha Boss talk ****, walk ****, floss ****
Like it don't cost ****, that's why I'm Tha Boss *****
Got a million worth of cars, bought a million dollar house
From making words rhyme out my million dollar mouth

You can see the watch gloss when you see Tha Boss walk
I keep my lips closed cause it cost when I talk
I'm so flashy, rims so glassy
Pull the dropper out, we gon show them boys nasty

Hood rats harrass me, I don't want the drama
They wanna get put up so they could be me baby mama
But I'm a chill, I'd rather work wood wheel
And throw them vogues and grills on candy automobiles

I'm still tipping on vogues, closing candy blue doors
From the old caddy coupe to the new blue Rolls
I'm from the hood living good, so I'm pimping
I ain't got my plaque in yet, but I'm already platinum

Mayne I'm already platinum
Mayne I'm already platinum
You know I'm already platinum
Mayne I'm already platinum

Skating *** mister, money making *** mister
That Star Trak sign getting way damn bigger
Put Snoop in a coupe, I put Slim in a slab
I put them ************s out wit that one-two jab

Wit the - glamorous jewels, wit the chandelier hues
Everytime I wave my wrist it makes the channel 3 news
In that 100 EX, that two-door ****
Look in my rear view, listen you're too close Thicke

You got it wrong, I don't touch the heaters
Though my Ice Cream sneakers got the drug dealer beepers
Don't let your Ego eat ya, shh! let me teach ya
All that brrrr make ya chest look just like some pizza

Huh! You see what's happening, we King Kong smashing em
When new *****es is on my arm, the paparazzi is snapping em
The future's ours - and yours is blackening
Me and Tha Boss *****, we already platinum

You ain't saying ****, you're weak and prom too
I'm making money making beats, and plus I pop too
Playa chill, don't get ya body chopped & screwed
Have ya sucking through a straw just to opt for food

About face and walk our way on too
Let the ladies in here do what they gon do
Seem like my wrist been dipped in diamond fondue
It's not just me, my man got one too

I got my mind on cash and my grind on smash
Nowadays I gotta count my money by the bags
I done ran through the rags, now I get to see riches
Went from having rats to the superstar *****es

Used to never leave out them Northside blocks
Now I'm going to parties in Miami on yachts
And the grind don't stop, everytime you hear me rapping
Without the plaque in, I'm still already platinum

It feels so good ma, ma to be platinum
E.V.S diamonds and Bentley macking
So sick this VSOPN a passion
And after that you and I will be smashing

Ashy to Classy

length: 3:36
That's right

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother ****ers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a ***** pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young ***** home, ballin' outta control

Started out a little young *****, 'bout 15
Tryin' to figure out ways to get big green
Had dreams of rock gleams, top down on the old school
'Cause the hustla's ridin' clean looked so cool

You know the rules, I got in where I fit in
Why not hit the block, all my other brothers did it
Had to get out there and get it on my own
'Cause when you turn 16, nowadays you grown

Mama did her best, 'cause I never missed a meal
But I'm tired of takin' money that **** needed for bills, you feel me?
I'm tryin' to take a little weight up off her back
So I'm takin' up the slack, thanks to feens wantin' crack

A 50 pack, to a half, to a whole
To be 15 *****, my pockets on swoll', huh
I'm finally 'bout to get my chance to go pro
And let the city know Slim thug gettin' dough

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother ****ers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a ***** pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young ***** home, ballin' outta control

Now I'm the one ridin' clean, just made 17
But I ain't' satisfied with the cash the block bring
And them law snatchin' *****s off the block every night
'Cause boys treatin' this **** 'cause it's a normal 9 to 5

Instead of trying to put their paper in a row
These *****s on the block hustlin' till they get caught
But a, my mama didn't ain't no fool
I had to chill for a minute and just focus on school

And if I wasn't in the hall gettin' ho's
I was chillin' wit' my *****s spittin' flows
Next thing you know I'm at the club doin' shows
And gettin' bank rolls when I step through the doors

My ***** rate at an all-time high
And ain't too much **** that I want I can't buy
I'm livin' good, everyday stay fly
I guess that's why the *****s in the hood say hi

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother ****ers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a ***** pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young ***** home, ballin' outta control

Nowadays I'm a made man
And word is Slim Thug is a very well paid man
I'm Ray Banned up, top down, mashing
Lookin' in the rearview at the haters that I'm passin'

So please stop with them questions you askin'
I'm a hustla, I'ma stay smashing
Quarter million dollar cars, I'm livin' like a star
VIP with the bar, players buyin' out the bar

And even though a ***** didn't shoot hoops
I still found ways to make NBA loot
A young ***** got his pockets on swoll'
They can't stand to see a young ***** home, ballin' outta control

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother ****ers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a ***** pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young ***** home, ballin' outta control

The Interview

length: 2:45
What's good everybody?
It's your girl Alana D.
Chillin' with my boy the boy slim thug
He's from Texas
Now son you've been doin' it real big for awhile
But please, tell us what's the secret to your success?

I'm a bonafide hustla
Used to have to bust bricks down in half
In order to see the cash
That's in the past
*****s outta see the stash
Went straight to the bentley
Skilled, the S-class
I was a star before I signed autographs
This the beginning, y'all ain't seen my last
When I call myself a hustla,
I ain't talking about moving rocks
I'm talkin' bout them 9's and them aks and them glocks
When y'all was on the corner
Out there runnin' from them cops
I was out there sellin' all them local crack spots
Boyz in blue and we creep deep
**********in' police
We make the rules in the streets *****

I feel you
I feel you
Now we talk about the style of Texas
NOw many seem to think cause you got that Texas style
That's gonna limit your success
Tell us what you think about that

I'm an H-town *****
So **** y'all *****s
Got a fo'-fo' thatta buck y'all *****s
Stay out my way
Cause ***** I'm not for play
Ya *****s say you G's
That must mean you *****s gay
He's from H-town
But he don't stay where I stay
I'm from the land of the killers
He don't lay where I lay
So get it right ************s
Don't try to put me in the same shoes as them suckers
There's a real thick line between rhymers and some hustlas
Them *****s ain't no gangstas,
Them *****s is some bustas

Okay talk to 'em
I see you here with all these diamonds, all these chains
You drivin' around in bentley's
But I don't ever see you with any security,
Please, what's the word on that

Pistol grip pump in my lap at all times
They be checkin' other fools, but they ain't checkin' mine
You run up tryin' you gon' be lyin' down dyin'
When you hear that clock clock sound comin' out of the iron
I ain't no ****in' punk, I suggest you *****s chill
Cause if I pop this trunk, then somebody gon' get killed
This ain't no rap act, my ***** I'm really real
Go on run your *** up, and watch me stop you with the steel
*****s must be on peel, cause it's evident they
Think the boss went soft cause I got a record deal
I do this rap **** cause makin' hits pay my bills
And I could give a **** what you other suckers feel
For real

Aight yo, keep doin' your thing
We lookin' out for you brother
You got anything else in the works
What can we expect from you in the future?

Boys in blue, comin' soon

Playa You Don't Know

length: 4:29
Tell me when to go.. tell me when to go (c'mon!)
(You ain't think we was gon do what we gon do *****z!)
(WHAT!) Straight from the streets of H-Town
(Turn this **** the **** up!) Slim Thugga!
Boss Hogg Outlawz! (hahaha) Star Trak!
OHHHHHHHHH!!!!

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

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
Ho's say I'm a dog *****, naw I'm a Hogg *****
I got money, so **** it I'm a ball *****
Them other boys just out here rapping it
While I'm a young ***** out here having it

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 **** now
Cause they see a young ***** getting bucks now!
I pull up in the Range truck like what now
It's real strange how they wanna get cut now

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!

I mean it ain't much to talk about
When everyday I walk about a million dollar house
Like a **********ing 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 **** 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, ***** **** whachu though!

Miss Mary

length: 4:27
producer: Cool & Dre
I love ya Miss Mary
I love ya Miss Mary
I love ya Miss Mary
This ain't a love song
This a thug song

I'm so in love with you Miss Mary (Miss Mary!)
I can't picture my life without you cause it gets scary (Gets scary!)
When I'm down I need you around in a hurry (In a hurry!)
And calm me down from my hard times and my worries (Miss Mary!)
I'll hold you close to me late at night
Face to face we meet and greet and everythangs iight
Ya nothing less then a dime when you in my sight
And through the dark days you know how to bring the light
I remember the first time I kissed ya
My first experience with love is when I finally hit ya
And I'm a thug but **** it I ain't gon lie I miss ya
I wanna spend everyday of the rest of my life with ya
We break up to make up but we can't stay apart (No!)
It feel like forever when we spend a day apart (Fa show!)
So begging you to come back as I play my part (Oh!)
It's a shame how you just had your way with my heart
I love ya Miss Mary

And when we out in crowds, I still hold you like I'm proud
You make me feel like I'm in heavin walking on clouds
You stay fresh new tags I keep you with new bags
You make a ***** feel good I can't help but brag
And I know my so called friends trinna hit you whyle I'm gone
Play with you whyle I'm gone, split you whyle I'm gone
But you always stay faithfull cause this is ya home
And you know your man, I never treat you wrong
And my moms gets pissed off when I bring you around
She always hit us with, " Ya'll get up out my house right now! "
If she only knew how I was shacked up back when I was a kid
And how late nights I was sneaky went in and out of the crib
To my nose your scent is just as sweet as a rose
I wasn't impressed by them others so you the one I chose
To roll with, settle down and go with
I love you Miss Mary and I show it and make sure she knows it

You take away all my bad times
Put a smile on my face through my sad times
Been down with me way before I had shine
I feel like I owe you half the cash from my rhymes
(I wasn't gonna talk about this here man but uhhh)
I used to abuse ya and try to missuse ya
We exchanged a bunch of blows back when I was a loser
You used to trip when I sang won't no more seeds
I had enough stress on my life please believe
I lost a lot of paper when I moved you to Philly
Broke you off a bunch of green you had me trippin' but still we
Maintained to stick together through the ups and downs
And when I ain't have nobody else, you was around
It all worked out in the end you payed me back times ten
When I was broke on my *** you gave me cash to spend
And hit that highway with the pack of gin
And put me on my feet with the stacks of benze (Miss Mary)
I want you in my life 'till death do us part (Miss Mary)
Cause you've been down with a ***** from the start (Miss Mary)
You're the only thing that can claim my heart
Miss Mary Jane you deserve more fame for your art

Incredible Feelin'

length: 4:36
So incredible! Ladies and gentlemen!
This - is a Jazze Phazelle, Slim Thugga
Slim Thug! Collaborinzale!
Oh boy! oh boy! oh boy!

It's such an incredible feeling
In this past year I done made a few million
I tried to hide it, but ain't no concealing
Stacking my paper, up to the ceiling
(I pimp) pimping since pimping been pimping
Macking since macking been macking
Y'all *****z talking, but me and my *****z make it happen (I pimp)
Y'all *****z talking, but me and my *****z make it happen
Y'all *****z talking, but me and my *****z make it happen

Slim having major change man, and it ain't no secret
With them diamonds chains and rings, it ain't hard to peep it
You can catch me in the shopping mall, ridiculous bash
Check my restroom trash, all I do is pop tags (pop tags)
And drop rags off of show room floors
Fa sho, I change loads like ho's change clothes
The whole industry knows, how we roll down in texas
Phantom Rolls on 24s, rose gold diamond necklace
Slim shows and tell, so these ho's know me well
I been closing candy doors since Pac was in jail
Hell, I can't complain it's a beautiful feeling
From being broke on ya *** to having cash to the ceiling

I was a mill plus before this record deal stuff
You *****z talking but we walking ****, for real wit us
They think we country and ain't up on game
Until they see them different colors in the Boss Hogg chain
Or the blue spray Bentley valeted outside of the club
Is that 50 or Jay-Z? naw baby it's Thug
And I ain't playing in no league, or on teams with Steve
I ain't get this from no settlement that I didn't receive
Please believe, the world ain't seen too many me's
I don't think the lord created a lot of these G's
Cause these days I just sit back enjoying the feeling
I was broke on my *** now my cash to the ceiling

Pimping ain't dead! these ho's just scared!
You see it everywhere, but it starts in ya head
Next comes the bread, ****'s sweet like Jiffy
Used to do beats for a G, but now a ***** get fifty
It's my time to shine, hard times behind me (bling!)
Forty gold and platinum plaques! and still climbing
And if I lose money, then the paper come find me
Said I was through with rapping, till Sho Nuff signed me
Thank God for the change, cause errbody ain't able
Made a mill slanging beats, that's not including my label
Jazze Pha, Sho Nuff, every crib with some cable
I got a dollar worth of dimes in my stable

This Is My Life

length: 4:10
***** we hustlers, we please our customers
Pay me or I'm a bust ya! this is my life!
In the hood we funnel, dough by the bundle
I make a ****ing ton folk! this is my life *****z!
Bentleys to Hummers, winters to summers
Ya can't take it from us! wit all my ho's saying!
(Here without ya babe, I never wanna live without ya babe!)
I'm a G! We riding! - we riding! - we riding! - we riding!
Let's get to it G! We riding! - we riding! - we riding! - we riding!
Let's get to it G!

Let's get to it G, I grind hard if anybody time do it's me
I'm from the hood mayne, where *****z good slang
And they'll take ya head off for a lil change (yeah!)
Was lower class (yeah!) broke no cash (yeah!)
Had to get up off my *** and make this time pass
Wasn't fast, but it eventually came, I'm a G in the game
Street rich *****z, born to get figgas
If you ain't starting on no team you ****ing wit us
Everything you *****z done I done done it twice
Me and my Hoggz nothing nice, this is my life!

Where ya Bentley? Where ya Rolls?
Where ya diamondz *****? where ya ho's?
Ya probably make a lil cash out shows
But I spend that type of cash on ho's
We big bosses, in big houses
This ain't no ordinary cars, we big flossas
I made it legal now, **** them people now!
Me and my thugs don't budge when them people round
I hold **** down, got the key to the town
Young Slim Thugga, I'm the realest around
Everything you *****z done, I done done it twice
Me and my Hoggz nothing nice, this is my life!

I had to get rich, or either sit *****
**** rolling shotgun I had to get my own ****!
And they respect me now, I'm Tha Boss of the town
Slim Thug getting love when he floss around
And I can be found on the same block
That got one of my brothers locked and the other one shot
But I ain't pushing no rocks or running from cops
I'm just chilling wit my *****z posted up on a drop
Naw! Ain't **** changed, just switched games
My bank account ain't the same, but I'm still the same
Everything you *****z done, I done done it twice
Me and my Hoggz nothing nice, this is my life!

Dedicate

length: 4:33
My ***** Sleep Dog, you showed a young ***** how to ball
Never settled for small, my dog had it all
I can't believe you gone, I'm trying to stay strong
Damn what the **** went on, when you went wrong
I remember the call on my phone, saying my ***** was gone
I never seen Corn and Sha, look so alone
This was the worst day, you died on Cogo birthday
It hurt me, to see that look on they face
We all gathered on the block, everybody in shock
That day, it felt like the world came to a stop
We lost a major dude, one of our click team captains
I got numb, when I heard how it happened damn
Fake *****z and hoes showing up, like they feel how we feel
Still trying to be down, but **** we know who all real
We don't want no more friends, our family complete
We just got one sleeping six feet deep, my *****

It's ****ed up when a dog gotta die, when he trying to get his bone
I dedicate this to my *****z gone
You know the type that just try to keep a steak on the table, while they home
I dedicate this to my *****z gone
This for my *****z on the left and right of Jesus, while he sitting on his throne
I dedicate this to my *****z gone
And to them *****z that shot ya when we see you, best believe that it's on
I dedicate this to my *****z gone

My ***** use to ride with me (yep), get high with me (yep)
And fly with me (yep), slice them pies with me (yep)
Spray them guys for me (yep), and die for me (yep)
But (damn fool), why this way

I'm still not over my ***** Stessa, Stank you still missed
My life was getting a lot better, until I ran into this
A tragedy a gangsta, my ***** had to be
Lil' chief don't know what's going on, and **** that's sad to see
Cortiana a star, we gon watch over her man
Courtney, she kinda know but she don't really understand
What's going on, I-Pop and Heaven at home
My ***** kept his family first, so I know where he gone
He left Corn with a lot to look after, he can take it
Not from your mother but we your brothers, so I know you gon make it
You got Sha you got Chad, you got Troy you got me
Ray, Ed, Mo, Shannon and Kenny G
We your family *****, so wipe the tears from your eyes
Stay focused get your paper, and stay on the rise
You a hustler, and a jacker can't take that
Your brother Sleep gone, cause haters hate my *****

My ***** use to ride with me (yep), get high with me (yep)
And fly with me (yep), slice them pies with me (yep)
Spray them guys for me (yep), and die for me (yep)
But (damn fool), why this way

We had to wait crying, our dog a victim of a hate crime
These haters hate, cause he shined at all times
Seeing the way Sleep Dog ball, made a ***** chase paper
Remember the day you gave me your chain, at my show at The Maker
Get your shine on youngster, we love to see that
When I put candy on the Excursion, he loved to see that
We showed up, Sleep part of the reason I blowed up
When them haters saw how hard we ball, they fold up
He lived life to the fullest, everything to the extreme
Done so much, I think my ***** ran out of dreams
From cars clothes to hoes, competition is none
We had fun, like Nelly say we number one
I know Sha gon hold your name, and keep the click on game
Now I don't like to ride solo, I stay with a gang
Went from a sawed off gauge, to three AK's believe that