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letra de boss style - slim thug

[verse 1]
sthugh
[?]
made a stock of day back in high school
still graduated from my side moves
rap a name forever i got big plans
stead of buying bottles on my [?] land
when you run to school [?] a lot of dumb sh-t
(dumb sh-t)
how you fun i’m too busy trying to run sh-t
(run sh-t)
mold money yeah you know what they come yeah
(come yeah)
mold problems got to deal with pretty dumb chix
(dumb chix)
get rich my mode of vasin when i wake up
(when i wake up)
get better we don’t set a fun no fake cuts
(no fake cuts)in the club that’s full of att-tudes
and fake buds (fake buds)
but would you still be a d-mn with no makeup
(no makeup)

[verse 2]
be humble baby i’m just tryin’ to show you love
but since you acting stink f— you own wanna f—
(wanna f—)
f—— out your blessing
the p-ssy ain’t worth the dramma and distressing
lord knows that i learned my lesson plenty of times
(plenty of times)
they got my patience tested by so many [?]
just ‘cause you find think ‘em about down to your feet
(down to your feet)
guess what bull you ain’t be (you ain’t be)
busy up in the g [?]known for my city streets
still feel like [?] no n-gga fab me
(fab me)
i’m domestic i’m no hood joe low [?]
telling [?] chase a dream
stop chasin’ fame (chasin’ fame )
dab dab dab

- slim thug

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