Slim Thug, Pharrell - I Ain't Heard of That (Single) lyrics

Muhfuckers we them!
Staarrr traaak ri i iders yeah! (whoo! c'mon)

I don't take 'em out to eat
I ain't here to trick or treat
I ain't trying to fix your weave
I ain't heard of that!
I'm just here to train ho's
Put 'em on the main road
Teach 'em how to change clothes
I know you heard of that!
Change your whole attitude
It's time to take off your cool
If it make you wanna move, then move
My niggas get up on it
Live bitches throw it back
Ma, act like you want it
I know you heard of that!

I'm the Young Texas A-Rod, KG of the game
LeBron James
You niggas must don't know my name
I'm Slim Thugger motherfucker! Tha Big
Boss of the South
And I don't just talk it wit my mouth
I back it up wit my vow
Before Jimmy cut the check
It was 50 on my neck and over 50 in my ear
I'm the Rookie of the Year
I'm here for the takeover
Not out to replace Hova
But there's a new hustla in town
Yeah the break's over
Don't get me confused wit the
Rest of them dudes
I've been Tha Boss down South
I'm just new to a few please believe
Them niggas don't do what I do
I got everything them other
Rappers got times two (WHOO! C'MON)

I'm that new problem outta Houston
You got word of that?
It's Slim Thug and Neptunes
I know you heard of that
Ask your girl, she'll tell ya the truth
Your boys cool
But you can't fool wit the Boyz-N-Blue
I got something on my neck
Worth more than yo house
I got something in my yard
Worth more than yo spouse
I got something on my wrist
Worth more than ya team
And that car you think clean ain't
Worth more than my ring (hold up)
Who yo know roll Bentley
'fore the album drop?
And still got a few from Pharrell
To make the album hot? (Slim Thug)
Yeah I hear y'all but don't see you niggas
Y'all just making words rhyme
Y'all ain't seeing these figgas! (WHOO!
C'MON)

Go on and move your cool if you want to
(get out your seat girl)
Go on and make your moves if you want to
(I said get up)
You can act a fool if you want to
You know you wit them
Staarrr traaak ri i iders yeah!

You rolling clean? I saw the shit you drive
You need to call MTV and
Tell 'em pimp your ride
I'm tired hearing all y'all wimps
Wit all y'all lies
Fake niggas dissapear, real niggas let's ride
I'm rich bitch like Dave Chapelle
Ask Geffen and Interscope why I gave 'em hell
My advance was more than most
Rappers get paid from sales
I made 'em pay for all the
Days I was living in hell, yeah!
Now my estate sit on top of the lake
It feels great, I got an R&B chick as my mate
(Thugger)
I does it big my nig, I deserve a plaque
It's Boss Hogg Outlawz
I know ya heard of that! (WHOO! C'MON)