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Slim Thug

Ashy To Classy

 

Ashy To Classy

(álbum: Already Platinum - 2005)


That's right

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother fuckers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young nigga home, balling outta control

Started out a little young nigga, 'bout 15
Trying to figure out ways to get big green
Had dreams of rock gleams, top down on the old school
'Cause the hustla's riding clean looked so cool

You know the rules, I got in where I fit in
Why not hit the block, all my other brothers did it
Had to get out there and get it on my own
'Cause when you turn 16, nowadays you grown

Mama did her best, 'cause I never missed a meal
But I'm tired of taking money that shit needed for bills, you feel me?
I'm trying to take a little weight up off her back
So I'm taking up the slack, thanks to feens wanting crack

A 50 pack, to a half, to a whole
To be 15 nigga, my pockets on swoll', huh
I'm finally 'bout to get my chance to go pro
And let the city know Slim thug getting dough

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother fuckers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young nigga home, balling outta control

Now I'm the one riding clean, just made 17
But I aint' satisfied with the cash the block bring
And them law snatching niggas off the block every night
'Cause boys treating this shit 'cause it's a normal 9 to 5

Instead of trying to put their paper in a row
These niggas on the block hustling till they get caught
But a, my mama didn't ain't no fool
I had to chill for a minute and just focus on school

And if I wasn't in the hall getting ho's
I was chilling wit' my niggas spitting flows
Next thing you know I'm at the club doing shows
And getting bank rolls when I step through the doors

My pussy rate at an all-time high
And ain't too much shit that I want I can't buy
I'm living good, everyday stay fly
I guess that's why the niggas in the hood say hi

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother fuckers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young nigga home, balling outta control

Nowadays I'm a made man
And word is Slim Thug is a very well paid man
I'm Ray Banned up, top down, mashing
Looking in the rearview at the haters that I'm passing

So please stop with them questions you asking
I'm a hustla, I'ma stay smashing
Quarter million dollar cars, I'm living like a star
VIP with the bar, players buying out the bar

And even though a nigga didn't shoot hoops
I still found ways to make NBA loot
A young nigga got his pockets on swoll'
They can't stand to see a young nigga home, balling outta control

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
Mother fuckers too far in my rearview

I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you see me now, a nigga pocket so swoll
They can't stand to see a young nigga home, balling outta control

feito

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