Boss Hogg Outlawz - Make a Girl Feel Flow lyrics

(*talking*) Yeah that's right, bounce k**a It's your favorite rapper's, favorite rapper n***a Dead End Southside, Boyz N Blue Boss Hogg Outlawz n***a, they know k**a run it [Kyleon] It's k**a Kyleon, I'm back up in the mix again Pyrex fork scratching, I'm back up in the bricks again And you can catch me in the hood, like a fan belt With a heater on me, that'll make your man melt I'm the truth in the booth, I'm not liar homie No I snitch, I ain't letting FED's, put a wire on me Before k**a take the stand, he gon take a man life Put him in the sleeper, like the reaper n***a I'll have you pushing up daisies, like a gardener Head covered in red, like St. Louis Cardinals So play p**y, and you gon get f**ed quick homie Only difference is, you the p**y this the dick homie Billy the Kid, Kyleon'll make you famous I'm the best rapper in Houston, listen that's a no-brainer And that ain't arrogance, that's confidence I make good music like Kanye, use your common sense [Slim Thug] This one for my n***as on the grind, moving rocks on the corner Laws on watch, streets hotter than a sauna Hustlers getting paid, always keep the heater on ya Cause them n***as start to hate, when your paper gets stronger My paper getting longer, your paper getting shorter My grind mo' stronger, I hustle mo' harder I'm way mo' smarter, than them other rap dudes With them bad attitudes, cause they broke and confused I'm at peace, no beef with no crews But if I battled on the beats or the streets, I won't lose I'm a motherf**ing winner mayn Every contest I enter mayn, way back since I was a beginner mayn By far, I don't bar the war I take the top off your car, and fire up a cigar n***as b**hes, need to wear panties and bras n***as snitches, and they don't even know who you are Just talking, for the spotlight I ain't hard to find, you can catch young Slim Thug out nights Up in the town, f**ing around Having fun at the same time, clutching a pound Face a clown, wanna do a show The fo'-fo' blow smoke, like a n***a blowing pounds of the k**er dro They act hard, but them n***as know Come playing with the Boss man, and get you bumped off man [PJ] These hating a** n***as, love to see you doing bad That's why I grab my pen and pad, and do these n***as bad Stay fresh to d**h, till my body out of breath I'm PJ b**h, keep your hating to yourself Stick to the G-code, real with this game I done been through it all, and I'm still in the game Selling c**aine, gotta get it how I live Might blow a n***a brains, gotta get it how I live Pull up on the scene, everybody freeze up Thugging like a motherf**er, staying G'd up J's on my feet, with a fresh white T I'm a Outlaw b**h, you ain't gotta like me Knocking hoes down, like bowling pins Hoes recognize a G, when I'm strolling in Like Yokahoma tires, I hull these hoes I'm a playa made n***a, I don't love these hoes what (*talking*) Mic check one-two, one two You know who it is n***a, freestyling in this b**h Sir motherf**ing Daily, Rayface k**a Kali, Thugga, PJ, C. Ward [Sir Daily] Outlawz in this b**h, and you know we gon floss The weather hot, so the top getting tossed I'm a Boss, so I throw it in the air Come through, Sir Daily got a hoe and I'ma share I keep pairs, yeah I keep twins Got's to slide through, I'm thinking bout my ends Thinking bout a Benz, with them what co*k eyes I'ma come through, nice hoe with thick thighs Got's to be fine, if she on my n***a dick I'ma come through, in this b**h getting rich Got's to get big, I got's to get fatter Daily in this b**h, got drank in my badder Hoes on my nuts, but I pay em no mind Got's to get paid, everyday on the grind Puffing on pounds, I'ma share with my n***as n***a talk down, garunteed to see triggas co*k them hoes back, I'ma just pull Daily in this b**h, off the drank and I'm full Got like a bull, I'ma just raise I'm 2005, on another page Put it in your face, never gon slack Got PJ, in the back blowing sacks