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Slim Thug - Pon Up Lyrics

[Intro: Propain]
(GorillaOnThaTrack)
(Wizard is magic)
Yeah
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Look, okay

[Chorus: Propain]
Smokin' out, pourin' up, exotic pop, double cup
All the cars leather and wood, all the money tall as fuck
Lot of bad bitches in this building, bet they all with us
Them H-Town boys is too trill, that's what they callin' us
Walk it like you talk it, lil' nigga, don't be stallin' up
We need some uniforms for this squad the way we ballin', bruh
Smokin' out, pourin' up, exotic pop, double cup (Yeah)
All the cars leather and wood, all the money tall as fuck (Uh)

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
Poured up in my double cup
Feelin' like a million bucks when I pull up
Big sippin', candy paint big drippin'
Four fifteens in the trunk so my shit hittin'
Yeah, it's a sunny day in the city
Tryna find me somethin' pretty, boo, come ride with me
Huh, chrome bitch on the grill
Trunk in the sky while I drop my fifth wheel
I'll let the slab crash 'fore I let my drank spill
I'm tryna hit a lick quick and come up on a mil', yeah
This Texas, the land of the trill
Ball hard, treat a bitch like a bill
Pay it, then play it all day, get my money worth
You be in her DMs, I be all up in her skirt
See me in a t-shirt, mil' worth of chains on
I see you gettin' money, hope to see you 'round here long, huh
[Chorus: Propain]
Smokin' out, pourin' up, exotic pop, double cup (Yeah)
All the cars leather and wood, all the money tall as fuck (Ayy)
Lot of bad bitches in this building, bet they all with us
Them H-Town boys is too trill, that's what they callin' us
Walk it like you talk it, lil' nigga, don't be stallin' up (Nah)
We need some uniforms for this squad the way we ballin', bruh (Man)
Smokin' out, pourin' up, exotic pop, double cup (Yeah)
All the cars leather and wood, all the money tall as fuck (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Propain]
Okay, we smokin' out, roll it up, double tap, slow it up
My youngin tryna pour me up, that ain't no normal soda, bruh (Nah)
Diamonds in the Rollie stuffed, bossman like Hov and Russell (Yeah)
I came in and sewed it up (Ayy), them fuck niggas know it's up (They know)
Up, skyscrapers
Shawty love the fact that I am not one of these fakers (I'm not)
I'm sittin' courtside, we at the Rockets and the Lakers
Five thousand on it, yellin', "Get a stop, I need this paper"
Tell her, "Take this picture, girl, you sittin' onside of greatness"
I don't sip, but today, I mixed the pop up with the Quagen (Uh)
Rollin' up supreme, see, baby, we don't smoke no basic (Nah)
Then we put it in the air like Phil Collins in the '80s
We on the moon, she gon' be naked and be on me soon
One that got past me, I ain't never seen like snow in June
One thing for sure, two's for certain if Pro in the room
The broad get cut like an open wound, man
[Chorus: Propain]
Smokin' out, pourin' up, exotic pop, double cup (Yeah)
All the cars leather and wood, all the money tall as fuck (Ayy)
Lot of bad bitches in this building, bet they all with us (They all)
Them H-Town boys is too trill, that's what they callin' us (Nah)
Walk it like you talk it, lil' nigga, don't be stallin' up (Nah)
We need some uniforms for this squad the way we ballin', bruh (Man)
Smokin' out, pourin' up, exotic pop, double cup (Yeah)
All the cars leather and wood, all the money tall as fuck (Uh)