Beatking - Slab Crusher lyrics

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Beatking - Slab Crusher lyrics

[Intro: Pimp C] With your fun a** cars and your funny a** houses, n***a We down here having thangs, n***a cost a living good down here in Texas. n***a I been driving Cadillac since I've been 15 years old b**h. Get your mind on your sh**, you can have some too. You gotta come down here and buy you some b**h [Hook: Pimp C](x2) Slab crusher , dome buster Promethazine mixed with the tussa We call it banana split Choose a pimp ho I'm legit [Verse 1: BeatKing] Dome buster, slab crusher My money come fast your cash [?] 2 15's my slab bumpin' Your baby mama I a** f**ed her Only bad hoes stand near me They get wet of my adlibing My trunk sound like a band in it Mix that purple with the sprite cranberry f** n***a it's C3 I'm f**ing hoes on TV I got paper I got haters Strip club [?] I should not repeat Northside where the G's be Studewood b**h I rep that H Let's set that straight, slab crusher Ho Club God on my f**ing plates Got six screens like '98 Watch TV with my trunk lean During the week they show p**nos On Sunday they show Joel Osten [?] 20 degrees Keep my mind on my motherf**ing cheese Keep a bad yella b**h on her knees Keep my name out your mouth like a sneeze [Hook] [Verse 2: Gangsta Boo] I party with them white folks I party with them high folks All my n***as on P-Funk All my n***as smoke blunts Y'all don't know how I rock P Free my brother Eric man Doing it big in Mississippi cause a n***a had snitched man Banana splits with your b**h Make the ho do alotta tricks Smoking on some cali weed, I'm the gangsta yes indeed Ridin' up that f**ing slab Alley town tryna get my cash Business over bull sh** Gotta keep money over thick One time for the real ones Two times for them fake hoes Three times for them motherf**ers who be about they pesos I do this sh** for them country buckets I do this sh** for them southern folks I do this sh** for them overalls and strawhats and them old folks [Hook]