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(*talking*)
Yeah, it's here motherfuckers
Long-awaited, anticipated debut
the Dirty South motherfucking Boss, Slim Thugger
Through all the years, no motherfucking deal
Through the shit
Here it is nigga, I'm already

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

(*talking*)
Houston, we a motherfucking problem
The Boss has arrived, and I don't give a where you look in the world
You gon find a nigga, who done it like me
Without a motherfucking
All these fake niggaz the H, you gotta move around
All getting straightened out, and starched the fuck down (already platinum)