Danny Thugga - Slim Thug

Number 1 hustle

Still shinin' like a mother fucker

I got your girl at the crib under covers

I gave them a Molly, watch them fuck each other

Every time I fuck I got hit me least like two bitches

Ass so fat it look like two Nicki’s

I can’t fuck with you boo, I’m two picky

I can’t smoke with you, I only do sticky

Who the fuck tellin' that still goin' hard

Got your broad at the crib, about to pull a Ménage

Happy ending, with a massage

Which double R Imma pull out the garage

Still on top, can’t fuck with my squad

Ain’t talkin' bout reppin' talking about in my yard

Imma real nigga, still stay one hundred

Got it on my own, never been fronted

Everything the boy tryin' to do, I done it

OG in the game like Birdman stuntin'

Used to be braided up livin' on the north

Now my G’s see me livin' like a boss

Got a meal with my cars, and a million dollar house

And I ain’t talkin bout my crib man, I’m talkin' bout my spouse

Can’t foul out, still throw with the reppin'

Can’t fall off, it’s do dangerous trappin'

Snitches and the feds already on my head

I guess that’s what I get for all that capin'

Jackets run up, hell yeah I’m packin'

Lay they ass down in the motherfuckin' ground

Imma G real, ya’ll look like a clown

Lookin' like BMF when we come through the town

Hold up