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Slim Thug - 1 2 3 Lyrics

[Intro]
(Got Damn Samm)

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
Picture perfect, no filter
You can't have feelings and not feel her
All the rich niggas try to steal her, conceal her
Offer her the world, but she want somethin' realer
A boss like me, I swear this girl gorgeous
I got three boys, let's go have three daughters
She knowin' she the hardest, body drew like an artist
She a masterpiece, life together, let's start this
I'm ready to go steady, that ass so heavy
Shе old-school fine, she remind mе of my Chevy
I'm tryna break her levee, then put her on team
She the type of bad bitch you want to be seen

[Chorus: Propain]
Yeah, one time for all my niggas that's gettin' the pay (One time)
Two white cups poured got me feelin' a way (Two cups)
Three broads in the ride and they ready to go (Swear)
Fours what we ride on, man, we hoggin' the road (Man)
Fifth wheel on the back just to make it complete (Five)
Six shots at your ass just for thinkin' it's sweet (That's six)
713, baby, we reppin' it right (You know it, look)
The money counter never stop, it's a hell of a life
[Verse 2: Propain]
I go crazy every time, homie, haters want me down, folded
'Cause I got they crush showin' teeth on FaceTime glowin'
I have her far away somewhere, her phone need out-of-town roamin'
Drunk dirty wine slowly
Have her on a beach hittin' them notes like "Hawaiian Sophie"
Screamin' that it's mine only
The stallion, we fuck to Ginuwine, "Pony"
She call me ecstasy the way her eyes rollin'
I rhyme holy
I'm one of one, these niggas die clones
Don't do no rented cars and I ain't rhinestonin'
Matter fact, I'm quick to catch a flight, switch the time zone and
Bend her over on the balcony, look like her spine broken
Trick never, but if shawty mine, then I don't mind tokens
I'm a player, I don't pick 'em, baby, I'm chosen, Pro

[Chorus: Propain]
Yeah, one time for all my niggas that's gettin' the pay (One time)
Two white cups poured got me feelin' a way (Two cups)
Three broads in the ride and they ready to go (Swear)
Fours what we ride on, man, we hoggin' the road (Man)
Fifth wheel on the back just to make it complete (Five)
Six shots at your ass just for thinkin' it's sweet (That's six)
713, baby, we reppin' it right (You know it)
The money counter never stop, it's a hell of a life