3 Kings - Slim Thug, Bun B, T.I.

When I hit the club all the girls show me love

While I’m at the bar, got drank by the jug

In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs

Its the T.I.P, Bun-be and Slim Thug

I got drank by the pint

Dro by the pound

Headed to the club in the boss top down

Slim Thug bout to clown represent H-town

If you love me you gon smile

If you hate me you gon frown

Cause me and my bosshoggs bout to ball till we fall

This year, I won’t stall, Slim Thugga want it all

Goin solo, first cd out that nots slow-mo

Here’s another hit thanks to the drank and they do-do

Fa sho though we got the club shut down

Tryna pick which chick Ima cut now

Got a fetish for thick girls that’s caramel brown

On a hunt and uggh guess what I just found

Come in v.i.p with me boo, while we post up

We blowin purple stuff we pourin purple stuff

We blowin rolled up stuff, ya can tell that we rich

It Slim Thugga, T.I.P and Bun-be bitch!

Ay ay ay

22's on a brand new Coupe wit no roof (roof)

A hundred and fifty doller tennis shoes, no suits

We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits

No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do (do)

Don’t get it confused but dude I’m not you (you)

If you ain’t heard the news I’m known to speak truth (truth)

That’s why I’m at the bar buyin all these green goose (ay ay ay)

Passin it to the wall but mayne is they loose

That ma nigga Slim Thug they mean what they do

Say the black one a slut but the red would cut too (too)

Give 'em number to the suite and tell 'em to fall threw (threw)

And tell that nigga ESG and Paul Wall too

I know Bun did had been fun wit them freaks, yeah (yeaaaaa)

Do it like a G for Screw and Pimp see

From the A but got all of Houston with me

At the superbowl pullin groups of Hoes six deep nigga!

We goin hard in the paint like Carmello (Carmello)

This is for the boys who sip purple and sip yellow (yellow)

Shorty shake ya jelly like jello (huh)

She curvy like a J. lo

Damn baby poke me off before I even said «hello» (said hello)

Is it the car, is it the ice is it the grill (is it the grill)

Cause I’m a star that pay the price to keep it trill (keep it trill)

She at the bar, she lookin nice, she on da pill

And she got two more wit her ready so tell me how you feel (hol up)

See pimpin ain’t made nigga pimpin ain’t raised nigga

Nigga pimpin is born

Pimpin since its early dayz (right)

These niggas get to trippin playa pimpin ain’t lazy

And if ya miss Pimp see throw up ya dueces and ya tres (mayne)

We thought of many ways and perfected the grind (grind)

Makin million dollas more six figa checks will get signed (signed)

Slim Thug you up next to shine and I can’t even lie

Wit me and T.I.P you done wrecked 'em this time foo!

(time foo)