Cuffin Slim Thug (Ft. GT Garza)

[Intro: Slim Thug]
Though-though-though-though-though-though
Though we gotta say goodbye (This is bye-bye, bitches)
For the summer (Thugger)
Baby, I promise you this (I mean, you know what I'm sayin'? It's been fun, man, you know?)
I'll send you all my love
Every day in a letter (I got a lotta uh-memories in the game)
A lotta beautiful memories
Hoes keep callin', I ain't pickin' up
Hoes keep callin', I ain't pickin' up
Thugger

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
Hoes keep callin', I ain't pickin' up
Treat 'em like they treat us, bitch, you broke as fuck
I ain't tryna pay your bills, stop beggin'
I don't care how fat that ass look in leggin's
I know you're here to fool, but baby, I'm cool
She got more miles than my old school
I'm too old to be dealin' with these hoes
That ain't got no goals, just tryna get choose
Make a thot hop out my Rolls
She standin' in the back, these suicide doors
Boys be talkin' down, said I ain't shit
Hoppin' out of your Camry made in '06
Before you be a hater, bitch, get rich
Can't tell me how to get paid if you ain't got shit
But you right, I'm not shit
But I'm the shit compared to you so stay off my dick
Thugger