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(*talking*)
Yeah, it's finally motherfuckers
Long-awaited, debut album
From the South motherfucking Boss, Slim Thugger
Through all the years, with no motherfucking
the bootleg shit
Here it is nigga, I'm platinum

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

(*talking*)
Houston, we have a motherfucking
The Boss has arrived, and I give a fuck where you look in the world
You ain't gon find a nigga, who done it 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)