Slim Thug

Slim Thug - Show Me Love lyrics

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Yeah, We Back

Slim Thugga

Mannie Fresh

This for the real niggas in the club, mayne

Holla at em Fresh

In the streets (in the streets)

In the club (in the club)

All the real muthafuckas show me love (show me love)

Now I open up this bitch and I'm a show you how to show off

Clean in this bitch with the price tag tow-off

Don't call it a comeback

Cause I been here for years

Wreckin' my peers, through the blood, sweat and tears

Here it is, Thugga back at it like a addict

No matter the price, give it here I gotta have it

When I step up out my house, everyday I gotta show off

Clean than a bitch with the price tag tow-off

Everythang new, straight up out the mall

From my pants, to my shirt, to my shoes, to my draws

I show ya how to ball, take notes and keep looking

Stay tuned to the show and see what Thugga got cooking

Money back guaranteed, everyday I'm a go off

I'm rich than a bitch, shit I might as well show off

Thugga fresh like a Mannie be

Dillerman, hand me keys

Pull up off the lot, drop coupe, three hundred G

Man it's so fun to be me, I'm the wannabe

On ya TV, yeah G, I'm the one you see

The rose was the blessing so I pull that out the Sunday

The Benz the work card, so I pull that on Monday

The coupe good on gas so I dry that all week

And I pull out my Slab, when I shut down the streets

I'm a beast, hit the jury man with my peeps

Big hundred carrot badge, I'm the captain of the streets

Roll deep like police, blue boys got it lock

Ya see me on patrol in ya hood on yo block

Holla

When I hit the club all the girls show me love (show me love)

Cause worldwide they be fuckin' with Thug

Because the boss got class, the boss stay G'ed

I'm everywhere you ain't never there, where you be?

I got a crib in Miami, house side in Cali

Spot in ATL, but I be out there Bally

Cause I live in the H, and got hoes round the globe

Stacking up you want, I'm getting doe by the low

That's how I stay froze and fresh with the clothes

My closet got mo kicks than they got in the sto's

I pop tags, shirt match my badge

Eyelids low, looking at the Prada glass

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