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Swimming Pool Flow
[Chorus: Slim Thug] I
got a
swimming pool full of (drank) them pints of the
(drank) That purple (drank) we po' up (drank) I
smoke and (drank) cup full of (drank) I'm leanin (drank) I'm leanin... haaa! [Slim Thug] Tell her faint, tried to stop but I
cain't (hold up) Them cups keep callin and it's costin me a
bank We mud sippers every day, we po' up a
paint Leanin hard on the
'vard, doin what you cain't Ain't another nigga fresher, Louis' out the
dressers I'm foreign with the
compressor molest a
beat, like I'm Chester Nawfside flow wrecker, twelve years and goin (goin) Green still growin, chain and rang still glowin Nawfside flow wrecker, twelve years and goin (goin) Green still growin, chain and rang still glowin Nawfside flow wrecker, twelve years and goin (goin) Green still growin, chain and rang still glowin Showin boys how to hustle, it's time to boss up Ten karat charm'll make you put your cross up Po' it down, pop trunks around, I'm comin down in them foreigns Purple label, Ralph Lauren, now with Big K.R.I.T. we tourin (we gone) So throwed when I'm on the
road, you know I
like to party I've been drinkin drank since you was drankin 40's Been thuggin; cain't nobody tell me nuttin I
been a
grown man since I
had to start hustlin with [Chorus] [Delo] I
got a
pint full of purple I'ma cruuuuise in it Get it? Huggin on them corners like a
fitted Sippin on that batch that got me itchin Rollin up that stank got me lookin fake busy Shoutout to my city I'm all about the H
Like the
Hermez on her waist, lil' momma know my taste She been tryin zip her case, I
just really need an eighth I
remember payin fifteen dollars for an ace Now that shit is out of rate, make my homey send a
package out of state On the
sneak shit, I'm waitin on the
mailman as we speak Me and Charley sippin early, got me goin straight to sleep It's ironic we in dreams try to do this every week Lil J
with me (yeah) couple straight 50's (yeah) 20's on the
bottom, we can clean up baby bodda In a
hour get'cha shorty, I
bet she be a
naughty I'm 'bout to make her chill and po' it for me [Chorus] [Paul Wall] Codeine conniseur, cup money like a
sewer 20 ounce Vanilla Cream, mix it with a
four I
done muddied every single soda in the
store I've been drankin for 50 days straight like it's a
tour Sip until I
snore, wake up and sip some more Straight to the
medulla I
don't measure I
just pour Dody in the
cabinet and some Swishers in the
drawer And my maid come tomorrow you can ash it on the
floor I
be leanin like a
see-saw, throwed like Clayton Kershaw Smokin on that brown kush and I'm 'bout as high as a
tree top Best get out my Reeboks, shrink your feet with a
free knot I
got my kicks a
month ago, you gettin yours on restock My Rolex don't tick tock, my dick justice mink edition My AP is A-1, your oowop got a
dime emission Fuck the
haters and fuck the
system, all day on a
hustle mission My eyes low and dead division and did I
mention I'm sippin on that drank [Chorus]
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