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How To Be The Man (Houston Remix) RiFF RAFF Ft: Paul Wall & Slim Thug Share 4, 813 views Show you how to be the man, how to be the boss How to come through with seven coats of the gloss Show you how to be the man, show you how to be the man Show you how to be the man, how to be the boss How to buy the car, how to buy the house Show you how to be the man, show you how to be the man I could show you how to be the boss I could show them boys how we ride on that North So clean top off, looking good Still comin' down tippin' fours through the hood Whipping on the wood in that cocaine Mulsanne Could buy another Mulsanne if I sold my chain Old school Y-frame seven coats of the gloss Thugga been the boss since I left Swisha House Break 'em off, Top Texas, drive slabs reckless Wake up every day to bad bitches and breakfast Boss Life, better get your money right Me and RiFF RaFF pouring fours in the Sprite With your bitch, burning bowls after light Paul Wall called to say it's going down tonight H-Town, North Side Thugga I could show you boys how to hustle Yeah a chain with the charm, Versace car alarm Roll though your city smelling like a thunderstorm Teleport to Prom, python on my arm But don't get me wrong I want the world in my palm Call like inform, I'm crawling like a baby Pop trunk on Antoine, I let it down in Katy The candy grey Mercedes, I sold it at an auction Rap Game Sadie Hawkins, got a ticket for jay-walking If I had a option, I'd pick all of the above Oriental rugs and I'm flier than a dove You could show me love, or you can get lost Four-story houses, I recline on Prada couch Shark grill in mouth, better watch your language Paul Wall and Johnny got me frozen like a penguin Colder than a polar, Jody Husky sandals Slide down 45 in the black licorice Lambo I show you how to get muddy on sunny day Drop a soma in your soda if you want to play Pour a four in a twenty like a shot clock 48 for the watch, hundred dollar socks Getting money is an understatement I pay the Corvette for the matching bracelet Half a million worth of jewelry, it's high maintenance Even full of more meds than a cancer patient I could show you how to grind like a brake pad I got a hundred acre island with a helipad No key, start the car with an iPad Drink stains on my shirt is the new fad Shit don't stink, underwear made of mink Big Moe, purple soda, ain't never pink Have you ever mixed a two-liter with the pint? I could show you how to drink 'till you faint
Writer(s): Dijon Mcfarlane, Horst Simco Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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