Steak N Shrimp (G Mix) [feat. Le$] - Slim Thug & Paul Wall Lyrics


Featuring Le$
(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

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'mÂ…



(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

Steak N Shrimp (G Mix) [feat. Le$] lyrics !!!