We Gone Lean Tonite lyrics

[Slim Thug - talking over Chorus]
One for the money
Two for the hoes
Three is for the n*ggas comin down on 4's
Slim Thugga, Lil'Flip
You know we gone lean tonite
None stop collabo
They said we can do dat you godamn right
Boss Hawg Sucka Free(*repeats*)
Puttin it down baby
Gettin this money, A-Town to H-Town

[Lil' Flip]
Now me I'm in the back of the club
I'm about 5 deep and I'm smoking them drugs
I'm gettin a buzz everybody shakin they ass
I'm like damn you need to be making ya cash
Look at my Jag, look at my Benz, look at my n*ggas
Look at my men, matter of fact platinum look at my grin
I'm iced out everybody lookin like who?
Is the f*ck that n*gga is he really down wit Screw?
It's true I represent the south
I bought the car, I bought the house
And I'm like a dentist love to floss
Damn a n*gga did it again I left the club wit 25 hoes
They can't fit in the Benz
I pick up the phone I call my dogg bring the Jag
We bout to f*ck thirty-hoes at the pad
And after he f*ck, you can f*ck, and you can f*ck
And if she on her period guess what?, she can suck
[Chorus: Slim Thug - repeat 2X]
Ones for the money
Two for the hoes
Threes for the n*ggas comin down on 4's
You know we gone lean tonite
They said we can do dat you godamn right

[Lil' Flip]
Ain't no love for none of these hoes
So when I do these shows I never run to these hoes
I laugh like I'm just sitting at a comedy show
I'm like damn I knew the summer was gonna be cold
I pull up my watch jump out my drop check the time
Check my diamonds you know I shine
I sit on recline I sip on my wine
I'm doin fine never wear Calvin Klein
I payed for mine, had to grind, had to shine
And if I went to Papadroux's I had to dine
Had to grind like Baby & Slim (wwwoowwwwww!)
And I'm a Juvenile sittin on big ole rims
Got big ole gems and everybody taking the bus ride
Look at my Cartier diamonds crushed out
I must drop another double cd b*tch I'm a super star
I know you love to be me

(chorus)
[Slim Thug]
When Slim step up in the club hoes push & shove
Tryna get a lil love from the number one thug
I pull up on dubs in a Hummer H2
I'm a shiner n*ggas can't do what I do
Young boss with big bucks
Pushin big trucks, f*ckin star sl*ts
Fillin barre cups that purple stuff
Gotta n*gga on lean pourin up codiene
I'm a drink fiend
I got the top dropped from H-town it don't stop
Bout to hit the Sixth street tryna find some bop's
Trunk popped Glock c*cked on the safety
And I keep the strap at all times cause alotta n*ggas hate me
But they can't fade me, H-town made me
b*tches wanna break me wanna have my baby
I still bust on backs and bellys
And the boss still wrecking on tracks for fetti

[Chorus] - repeat until end