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(*talking*)Boss Hogg Outlaws, street millionairesYou know we getting this street money, shitWhether it`s weed, ki`s or c.d.sTrying to get it with the M-O`sNow Slim hit em where it hurt (ha)[Slim Thug]The trunk open boppers scoping, but don`t watch meI`m shotgun with Sleepy, watching eight TV`sRight behind that Chi-Town, and we headed to CaliPopping candy blue do`s, on a thoed DenaliRiding like we in a rally, candy coats crawl spokesLive like rich white folks, and float million dolla boatsI spend six hundred c-notes, to decorate my throatAnd got a mansion house snow, with the dope to smokeWhole lifetime from being broke, my grand kids gon ballI bought a car by the bar, and still knock down the mallA young Hogg is what I`m called, when I step in the placeCause when I step up in the place, my diamonds up in your faceStaying on a paper chase, so I`m shaking the leavesI proceed to block bleed, cause getting green is what I needThe Re-Rolex Times, and sip the moet wineBoss Hogg boys blind, when it`s time to shine ha[Hook - 2x]We read Rolex Times, and sip the moet wineNot a Cash Money brother, but I know how to shineStart up my rhymes, and now my diamonds glareI`m a self made, full paid street millionaire[Lil` O]I ain`t never been a roach, on a leash or side kickLike these other bitch niggaz that`s broke, and ride dickHow the fuck you boys only sell dope, to buy kicksNo wonder how I glow, and hop out the fly sixI`m a street millionaire, cause I mash the gasAnd watch you other boys flash, how I stash my cashI`m known for wrecking boys face, mash they ass in halfWhen I pull up in the drop top, Jag on glassI`m on my note, princess cuts on my throatPlus you can tell by the soft mink, on my coatAnd watch you boys on the block, I`m on the boatGetting head from a red, that give the longest strokesI keeps it real, I`m all about eating mealsI don`t hang with nan nigga, that ain`t seeking millsTill he`s on the pay roll, and they keep a stealI make a call, boys getting hit with heat then chill, for real[Hook][E.S.G.]Now we balling in the Bentley, big bodies and BenzesThe way my twenties spin, they go clean to the dentist`Fore my son turn one, I hang with 2001`sEddie Bauer car seats, so me and him can have funTalking stocks and bonds, public seeing my donesSuper charged Impala, pop my collar like the Fonz`Ten karats on my teeth, then the karats on my charmAdd the karats on my arm, that`s more than a rabbit farmI got Phat Farm, but I don`t need a outfitTalking bout the Texas rent, cost two point sixStreet rich four point six, Range Rover for winterIn the summer catch me gunning, platinum leather on the listChrome on Bentley and the Benz, sick my light on the mirrorFor the wife birthday, two thousand at the galleriaIf my diamonds were more clear, I`d line the palayaNow it`s time to thank us, for buying Texas a stadium[Hook - 2x]

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