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(feat. Slim Thug & Lil' Keke) [Verse 1: Yo Gotti] Got a spot in the A Got a spot in N.O. (Fo' sho') Lookin for them real toys, to see what they goin fo' Down hurr in Texas When I'm ballin at Max's Get a bitch, fuck a hotel Hit the crib, relaxin Them Body boys They bringin noise Mike Jones and Paul Wall Slim Thug and Bun B and Z-Ro and all y'all I'm Y-O, G-O, double T to the I, trick Don't get it confused though, I represent this Memphis shit Represent for the real niggas For the drug dealers, for the hard hitters Represent for my brother doin the 10 years in Fort Piller Represent for the Dirty South Gettin that money, what we about Livin the life, rockin ice That's why I put 20 g's in my mouth See them diamonds, see me shinin Hear me rhymin, see me climbin Straight to the top of the charts, bitch Letras de cancionesLike this shit on lock, bitch [Hook: Lil Keke] Just call on me (Homie) And you got a plane You gon' need Somebody, to leeeaaaan onnnn Lean on me [Verse 2: Slim Thug] I'm puffin green, strong Sippin, get my lean on Comin down, candy paint Get my gleam on The fo' poured up The 'Dro rolled up One-deep, with the heat Beat slowed up I'm outta Memphis, Ten. With about ten to spend Got with Gotti, put me down with some lady friends I'm showin diamond grin, leanin, walkin with' a limp Hoes on the 'vard, "It's Hard Out Here for a Pimp" I'm Slim Thugga motherfucka, dirty south boss Eyes low from the 'Dro, plus I'm cotton-mouth That's how we do it down in Texas, holdin wood-wheel "Swang n' Bang" down the lane, til' my drank spill Blow kill', bet the Kush get'cha mind right Everythang I drive candy, so I shine bright I'm either on the grind, tryin'a get my bank on Or on recline mayn, tryin'a get my drank on [Hook] Hol' up, hol' up Roll up, roll up Ho what, ho what Hol' up, hol' up Roll up, roll up (Lean on me) Ho what, ho what Hol' up, hol' up Roll up, roll up Ho what, ho what Hol' up, hol' up Roll up, roll up Ho what, ho what (Lean on me) From Letras Mania