Steak N Shrimp (G Mix) Lyrics - Slim Thug

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(Hook x2)
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine

(Verse)
I’m eatin shrimp with my steak, my diamonds never be fake
I spit that shit if you ballin then you could probably relate
Smellin like yea see Miyagi, Versace over my eyes
And when you see me in public you see I’m tellin no lies
I rap about it, I drive it, I rep about er I fuck
These niggas see that I’m stuntin, I keep that FN tuck
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You think to playin me baby, ya only playin yo self
Got plenty bitches lil mama, I put that ass on the shelf
I keep a hand on the grain, she keep her eye on my chain
See I be pimpin lil nigga, no we ain’t livin the same
I’m really getting these digits, I’m really getting this change
She really up in my Chevy, she really giving me brain
I take a sip of my cup, you know I’m sittin on buck
I pop the trunk on them laws, no I ain’t givin a fuck
Sit on them swingers and voes, ain’t bout to play with you ho
I keep it playa my nigga, got yo bitch and pop a dose
Like that

(Hook x2)
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine

(Verse)
If you ain’t bout yo paper, bitch you must be out yo mind
I’m bout mine, boss Hogan for them dollar signs
Worryin about the next man, really I ain’t got the time
What the hell is you doin wit yo life if you ain’t on yo grind?
They tryna knock me anything to throw me off my route
I know you watchin me tryna figure out what I’m gon do
I’m too concerned with getting money to be watchin you
I’m way too playa for that petty shit, I keep it true
It’s too much money to be made in the city streets
I’m drinkin some that’s gon put yo ass straight to sleep
I keep a bible and a pistol underneath my seat
Death around the corner but he ain’t gon get me this week
I feel the heat so I cool off with a double cup
The same people hatin askin me to po’ em up
Floatin like a rubber duck, all about them buckles
Say no pride on this luck, we passin around like blush

(Hook x2)
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine

(Verse)
I like my stacks by the boulder, I like codeine in my soda
The smell of kush odor and all these women I’m knowing
I’m blowing big in Cali, got a spot in them hills
And every car that I drive ridin on fly wheels
Cadillac’s with the grills, Texas niggas is trill
Got me restin the bitch before I sign them deals
Now I’m comin, got candy, putting in work
Got a solid gold chain on my 2000$ shirt
The game been good, no mo livin in the hood
The game been good, no mo livin in the hood
(we getting money)
We flossin, buy million dollar houses
Eatin good, steak n shrimp, lookin like bosses
And I still hold it down for my city
We got the baddest bitches, Texas thick beat pretty
Sell that Bobby, sell that Whitney
I’m grindin non-stop
So I’m eatin good and the cars I got ain’t got a top
Man I’m…

(Hook x2)
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine
My paper, steak n shrimp,
You know I’m bout mine






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