Slim Thug - Neighborhood Supa Stars lyrics

rate me

Neighborhood supa stars

It's them boys with the candy sprayed on their cars

Bitch you might not know me, but in my hood I'm famous

I fuck the baddest bitches and hang with all the gangsters

My SLABs is the meanest, my jewelery is the best

You think I get close, freak, cause everyday I'm fresh

And everybody know me, from young to the old

Everywhere I go, they're like "Thugga, boy, you cold"

They love to see me hit the club and ball out of control

Pop the bottle after bottle til I fall out on the floor

Surrounded by dro clouds, they be like "No smokin"

I laugh at their bitch ass like "Ho, stop jokin"

Keep some candy on them rims, that's pokin

And everytime I hit the board I leave that ho broken

Thug Boss, bitch

I'm a legend in my neighborhood

Plus I'm connected and respected of in every hood

Chrome on chrome, twenty racks under my...

You see my name in that bitch, so get that understood

I'm an outer space star, bitch I'm up in Mars

And if you wanna talk money, I got all type of cards

Just know I meant it, if I said it, nobody in my family got credit

And if you got a million, I bet it

Nigga, pockets on fredit, broken niggas... talkin loud

In the club, but that bitch you...

My jewelery too loud, my cars from overseas

You tryin to book a show, that gon cost a couple ki's

Cause, bitch, I'm Yo Gotti

Yeah, long money til I flatline

We tryin to spend some cash, hit me on my batline

I swear rappin 'bout my last grind

Got me on a money marathon with no halftime

When we hit the club, we walk ...

You can come inside with us, if your ass fly

Get cash, I cash ride

I'm beatin all the competition by landslide

Neighborhood supa star in my swag high

Take a nigga bitch, put him on stand by

And if he ever ask me hold my head high

I'ma take a stand and tell a god damn lie