Boss Hogg Outlawz - Presidential Flow lyrics

[Intro - Slim Thug] Yeah, Slim Thugger k**a Kyleon C. Ward PJ, Daily We the boys in blue [Slim Thug] Yeah we stacking that green, naw mean? Big Boss and that Outlaw team Pulling up clean, blue with the screens n***as ain't seen, another crew this mean Take it back to the North, back with the Boss Been wrecking decks, since back at the house Haters disrespect, getting smacked in the mouth n***as play hard, but they acting they soft How we ride? With the steel f** with us, and you going to get k**ed From the land of the trill, yeah we represent the Tex' Don't bar plex, come playing get checked Get your hoe a** wrecked, trying to bring it to the Boss I'll get your a** done, it don't matter what it cost We floss that blue, do it for the crew Old school Caddy, or the new slabs too Paul Wall what it do? Who Mike Jones? Boys mad at us, because we getting our shine on Put it in they face, put them in they place Got to let them know, who the leaders of the race Boss Hogg Outlawz, stacking that change Jackers be aware, we packing that thing Run your a** up, and I'ma rat-a-tat mane I ain't playing no games, I'ma aim for the brain [PJ] It's PJ, the rap hustler Going off, on these player hating s**ers I'm from the North, side of town Boys about it over here, we on the grind I came up, it feel good Ain't a damn thing changed, I'm still hood Boss Hogg, Outlawz Fake n***as put your back against the wall Doing shows, pimping hoes Pulling out, on a gla** set of 4's What we ride? That blue What we bang? That screw Big piece, full of ice Boyz in Blue, nothing nice I go off, I go hard It's whatever, whatever, I don't bar [Sir Daily] Here come Daily, in that wide frame thing Sliding down the block, with a fine dime mane Times ain't changed, so these chickens still clocking dollars But I tell them what I'm about, hit the twat and holler I'm a Boss Hogg n***a, we all of that One hitter quitter n***a, who don't call them back And when they see me, they be like "Daily you wrong for that" Because he don't speak, he just say move along get back That's my team, on the scene On gla**, with the screens looking clean On dro, with the lean Boss Hogg Outlawz, the number one team [Chris Ward] I'm C-Wiggy, my flow be jiggy These n***as mad at me, just because they girls dig me I got so many clothes, I dress fresher than most hoes So many shoes, I give Michael Jordan the blues So many furs, some his and some hers I do what I does, because I does what I do I pop tags like trunks on slabs Peel back tops like unhealed scabs Throwing up the deuce, and giving real n***as daps If haters run up, then them punks can catch jabs (C. Ward you so ghetto) My n***a that's the truth (And why's that hole in your car?) My n***a, that's the roof (And why my ears keep ringing?) My n***a, that's them speakers (Why you got mirrors on your tires?) My n***a, that's them sneakers (And why your car look like a serpent?) My n***a, that's that paint (And why's it foggy inside?) My n***a, that's that stank You see these major, labels want me worse than the FEDS Because my flows feed n***as like jail house spreads These hoes call me Simon because they do what I says Plus I got my money long like Jamaican dreads I'm Chris Wizzard, I go so hizzard Stay away from phonies, fakers, haters and frizzauds Rappers mad at me because my flow is like a retard But really I think, it's because I done cut up they brizzoads [k**a Kyleon] I'm the MVP, Kyleon the one It's Outlaw Season, Kyleon LeBron Badge on my neck, just shining like the sun Put the heat to the sheet, and cook a beat till it's done I get paid when I rap, this not a freestyle bro I got a paid style, not a freestyle flow Ten three for the show, fifteen for the flow And another fifteen if you want to scope blow I got bills, got drank, and a connect on the dro That's why the diamond chain, look like a neck full of snow In a wide body 'Lac, and I'm next to your hoe With her head in my lap, and she pecking me slow Got the pop trunk glowing, and the bumper kit hung Ice pack on my wrist, like a n***a sh**'s sprung Somebody call lost and found, because my top missing I done made it disappear, just like a magician k**a