Lil' Flip - We Gone Lean Tonite lyrics

[Slim Thug - talking over Chorus] One for the money Two for the hoes Three is for the n***as comin down on 4's Slim Thugga, Lil'Flip You know we gone lean tonite None stop collabo They said we can do dat you godamn right Boss Hawg s**a Free(*repeats*) Puttin it down baby Gettin this money, A-Town to H-Town [Lil' Flip] Now me I'm in the back of the club I'm about 5 deep and I'm smoking them d** I'm gettin a buzz everybody shakin they a** I'm like damn you need to be making ya cash Look at my Jag, look at my Benz, look at my n***as Look at my men, matter of fact platinum look at my grin I'm iced out everybody lookin like who? Is the f** that n***a is he really down wit Screw? It's true I represent the south I bought the car, I bought the house And I'm like a dentist love to floss Damn a n***a did it again I left the club wit 25 hoes They can't fit in the Benz I pick up the phone I call my dogg bring the Jag We bout to f** thirty-hoes at the pad And after he f**, you can f**, and you can f** And if she on her period guess what?, she can s** [Chorus: Slim Thug - repeat 2X] Ones for the money Two for the hoes Threes for the n***as comin down on 4's You know we gone lean tonite They said we can do dat you godamn right [Lil' Flip] Ain't no love for none of these hoes So when I do these shows I never run to these hoes I laugh like I'm just sitting at a comedy show I'm like damn I knew the summer was gonna be cold I pull up my watch jump out my drop check the time Check my diamonds you know I shine I sit on recline I sip on my wine I'm doin fine never wear Calvin Klein I payed for mine, had to grind, had to shine And if I went to Papadroux's I had to dine Had to grind like Baby & Slim (wwwoowwwwww!) And I'm a Juvenile sittin on big ole rims Got big ole gems and everybody taking the bus ride Look at my Cartier diamonds crushed out I must drop another double cd b**h I'm a super star I know you love to be me (chorus) [Slim Thug] When Slim step up in the club hoes push & shove Tryna get a lil love from the number one thug I pull up on dubs in a Hummer H2 I'm a shiner n***as can't do what I do Young boss with big bucks Pushin big trucks, f**in star s*uts Fillin barre cups that purple stuff Gotta n***a on lean pourin up codiene I'm a drink fiend I got the top dropped from H-town it don't stop Bout to hit the Sixth street tryna find some bop's Trunk popped Glock co*ked on the safety And I keep the strap at all times cause alotta n***as hate me But they can't fade me, H-town made me b**hes wanna break me wanna have my baby I still bust on backs and bellys And the boss still wrecking on tracks for fetti [Chorus] - repeat until end