Mr. Lee - 3 Kings lyrics

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Mr. Lee - 3 Kings lyrics

[Lil Jon voice sample throughout] "Oh!-Oh!-Oh!-Kaaaayyyyyy" [Slim Thug] Slim Thugga! Bun B, T.I.P. baby! Boss Hogg, Dirty South! [Hook 2X: Slim Thug] When I hit the club all the girls show me love Buying out the bar, got drank by the jug In the V.I.P. with the chicks and the d** This is T-I-P, Bun B and Slim Thug [Slim Thug] I got drank by the pint, dro by the pound Headed to the club and Tha Boss top down Slim Thug bout the grind, represent H-Town If you love me you gon smile, if you hate me you gon frown Cause me and my Boss Hoggs bout to ball till we fall this year I won't stall, Slim Thugga want it all Going solo! first CD out that's not slow mo' Here's another hit thanks to dranking the do-do Fa sho though, we got the club shut down Tryna pick which chick I'm a cut now Got a fetish for thick girls that's caramel brown On a hunt and up, guess what I just found Come in VIP with me boo, while we post up We blowin purple stuff, we pouring purple stuff We glowing from wrist up, you can tell that we rich It's Slim Thugga, T-I-P and Bun B b**h! [Hook] [T.I.] 22's on a brand new coupe wit no roof Hundred fifty dollar tennis shoes, no suits We some ballers pimp, you oughta be followin our suits No ad-libbing n***a just do like I do Don't get it confused, cause dude I'm not you If you ain't heard the news I'm known as the truth That's why I'm at the bar buying all this Grey Goose Pa**ing it to them broads, cause mayne is they loose That's why n***a Slim Thug, they man what they do Say the black one a s*ut, but the red would cut too Give em numbers to the suites and tell em to fall through And tell that n***a E.S.G. and Paul Wall too (ohh!) I know Bun B had been fun wit them freaks (yeah!- yeaaaaah!) Do it like a G for Screw and Pimp c From the A but I got all of Houston with me At the superbowl pulling groups of hoes six deep n***a! [Hook] [Bun B] We going hard in the paint like Carmello (Carmello) This is for the boys who sip purple and sip yellow (yellow) Shorty shake ya jelly like J.Lo, she curvy like a jello Damn baby put me up before I even said hello Is it the car? is it the ice? is it the grill? (is it the grill) Cause I'm a star that paid the price to keep it trill (keep it trill) She at the bar, she lookin nice, she on da pill And she got two more wit her ready, so tell me how you feel (hold up) See pimpin ain't made, n***a pimpin ain't raised n***a pimpin is born, pimpin since its early days These n***as get to trippin playa pimpin ain't lazy And if ya miss Pimp C throw up ya dueces and ya tres (mayne) We thought of many ways and perfected the grind (grind) Making million dollas moves, six figga checks we can sign (signed) Slim Thugga you up next to shine, and I can't even lie Wit me and T-I-P man you done wrecked 'em this time foo! (time foo) [Hook]