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Huh

[Verse 1 -
You see a nigga with his game tight, money with a like
(Face Mob), havin his way, the homie did his thing, right?
You a peon, the type of bitch I'd pee on
High sidin a nigga, rollin in a Neon, now the fuck was she on?
I'm "Prime Time" like Deion (yeah)
I Spinks on a ho Leon
And you are a castaway, so get your ass away
of fuckin you, I'd masturbate
I shouldn't of had to wait, I think you blew big chance
You rejected when I asked the eighth grade dance
Now I'm big time, like my homeboy
Plus I'm a Porsche with drop top panties
It's just like but I ain't hammy
Yo ho, so yo, ass can't me
Shit, fuck your cell phone bitch, you can keep
Broke, you know a motherfucker, where was she at?

- Female]
I I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since then we have grown
But at you, you're amazin
What's so, crazy, I how niggaz do
they get money, change and don't remember who they are

[Verse 2 -
Listen, in high school the females, I was rarely selected
I got by the ones the damn nerds rejected
If I wore a shirt Monday, this is true, I lyin
By the end of the you probably saw it two more times
I was by the microscopic size of my bank
But stayed constantly motivated to in the ranks
I to be a bottom feeder, lowest man on the totem
But I showed a like the transit sit on my scrotum
fed by my music and it's all clean work
And the to be prom queen is a Walgreens clerk
I would dream about bein with ya, wantin to on ya
Now I let my damn bust before I piss on ya
Me and 'face second to none, makin for fun
You at the strip club gettin naked for ones
But I ain't trippin, you can hit the room with me, fine
And when I bust one on her chin, I'm like "clean up on nine!"
(yeah)

- Unknown Female]
I think I remember you, way back when, but how can I be sure?
That's so long ago and since then we have grown
But look at you, amazin
What's so, crazy, is I know how do
'Cause they get money, change and don't who they are

3 - Slim Thug]
Thugga, huh
A (Bitch Ain't) been (Shit) to me
I've been screamin that since "Chronic" back in '93
Back I was broke in the hood on my ass
I couldn't get away when the drove past
Now a nigga seein so fast, things change
Same bitch askin for a ride in the
Lookin at a nigga strange, 'cause I ain't tryin to
Conversation her becomin my main
I'm like "bitch, you must of fell and bump your
And think you fuckin a lame, nope not me mayne
I ain't got shit for ya, matter fact, I know ya
That's all I'm a show ya, that's all a nigga owe ya
Used to be fine, big and behind
Had a few kids, now your belly than mine
Stomach lookin like you had a fight a lion
I ain't fuckin you bitch, move around"

[Chorus -
I think I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be
That's so long ago and since then we both grown
But look at you, amazin
What's so, crazy, is I how niggaz do
'Cause they get money, change and don't remember who they are (they are, are ...)