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Slim Thug

"Ain’t Nothing Like"

[Intro]
Oh baby, I love you girl
I love you, I feel like I'm alive

pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y

[Hook - 2X]
It ain't nothing like, pus*y
It ain't nothing like, the way the Southern playas ball
It ain't nothing like, rolling up in a candy Lac
It ain't nothing like, rolling with the top dropped back

[E-Rock]
I do it only one way, n*gga the G way
Blowing my hair back, get my di*k sucked on the freeway
Creeping in a slab, getting high in the city
Ma I'm bout to bust one, please take it easy
I'm not pimping girl, do what you do
sh*t it's 2003, half you hoes like pus*y too
I'm not lying, I got two hoes on my di*k
I's a playa, I should never have to trick
City to city, hoe after hoe
I done f*cked a gang of b*tches, round the world doing shows
Your boy get pus*y and head, without asking
I treat the Marriott, like the Playboy mansion
Ghetto Hugh Hefner, I got a gang of hoes
I'll have 'em pulling the sheets, and biting pillows
Ask your baby mama, if that boy Rock hit her
Left her mouth back, with nuts just like a sticker

[Hook]

[Slim Thug]
It ain't nothing like pus*y, dro and drank
I keep a bad b*tch to hit, and a fat sack of stank
Grey Goose and that Grand, got the best of me man
We blew a half of that 'ghan, I barely can stand
On two feet, I ain't up I'm sleep walking
And I ain't said sh*t, n*gga that's the sweet talking
Got these hoes stalking, trying to share that pus*y hole
Keep walking, or get your pus*y hole swoll
I go get it, leave a hobo litted
The Boss wreck it, have you signing off in seconds
I don't need no viag', just pass the chronic bag
And watch me show off, when I get in that ass
I got a glass of that Henn, for all my non-smokers
A ounce of that chronic, for all the green chokers
If you just say no, that's mo' for me
I got dro I got drank and got plenty pus*y, pus*y-pus*y

[Hook]

[Lil' Keke]
I need some super bad, 28-36
Understanding my game plan, is never be a trick
She's super thick, ain't got no time to waste
Keep the di*k standing tall, keep nut in her face
They call me bad mouth, never losing respect
Cause I scar they knees up, while they j*rking they neck
This for y'all, b*tches and hoes I got it all
This the pus*y the weed, the syrup or the alcohol
I could never fall, beneath a b*tch I'm getting rich
I'm all about my pimp juice, no time to switch
Ain't that funny, I guess the b*tch a play bunny
The pus*y is free, you know the crack cost money
Between your thighs, you know the c*ck get built
I'm riding 600, you know the top is peeled
You f*cking with me, you getting drunk off c*m
Money pus*y and weed, is enough for the Don

pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y
pus*y, pus*y, pus*y, pus*y

[Hook]

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