Lyrics:
live in these days
"Slim for Pete's sakes put down Christopher Reeve's legs"
Geez, you guys are so sensitive
"Slim it's a touchy subject, try and just
girls by the pair
Supreme's what I smoke
Supreme's for my clothes
Go supreme in the whip in sixth gear
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
girls by the pair
Supreme's what I smoke
Supreme's for my clothes
Go supreme in the whip in sixth gear
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
girls by the pair
Supreme's what I smoke
Supreme's for my clothes
Go supreme in the whip in sixth gear
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
a mandate from the masses, not from some
farcical aquatic ceremony.
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: Well you can't expect to wield supreme executive power
just
I spent my day so, first I pray yo
Then I lay low, looking for the halo
Or more yayo, my little angel
Reminded me to stay playful
Faithful walks
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
behind tint, pros by the air vent
I spent a lot of cash to shine, but it came in handy
Cause like a child, Slim Thug is so in love with candy huh
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins,
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
Everything works for the angel baby
Southwest High School nighttime
Martin Luther King Day talent show, flight climb
To another level, takes the Devil
behind tint, pros by the air vent
I spent a lot of cash to shine, but it came in handy
Cause like a child, Slim Thug is so in love with candy huh
Keep a grim reaper the stick is the scythe
You gone get shot all my life i had to fight
Supreme like a god when i gather my might
Collect them like slim
nuthin'
One day you here next day you
Gone - ain't that some
Lighters in the air, RIP slim Dunkin
RIP slim Dunkin rIP (We goin miss you nigga)
RIP slim
[Chorus]
Su-preme (Supreme, Supreme) [repeat 8x]
Su-preme people living with they backs aligned
Up against the wall cause these days are
The sensual aroma
Melatonin an ingredient I'll add to the potion
She wants some devotion
A passionate kiss shall show my emotion
I'm enchanted by love
hair
Nice teeth
Pretty face
Remy shots got a nigga on the chase
Chocolate brown
But slim by the waist
Make a nigga wanna taste
God damn you bad
With
and like
She a schoolgirl by day and a stripper by night
I'm lookin' for a dime that's top of the line
Cute face slim waist with a big behind
I
a man, and you so in love with him
But can I get a dance (dance)? Maybe a little lovin'
Slim girl if I took you home (home), I wonder (I), I wonder (I)
Thighs)
Now get Jiggy with it
(Superfly)
Break it down low
(Supersize)
Make it clap slow
(Walk on By)
Bring it back some
(Slim Thick Thighs)
Where that come
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
see them in my field of view
Yeah I got the angles
Blessing for my day one crew
Angel's sweeter than mango
Fandango tix enjoy the show
I know you
days reacting to what
They bring good things come our way
Followed by bad things we struggle
As best we can to gain some control
Because being helpless
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