Текст (слова) песни: S.L.A.B. f Paul Wall, Charlie Berry - All I Have

 
(*talking*) 
What`s up baby, Paul Wall 
I`m Slow, Loud And Bangin` baby 
Color Changin` Click-Clack two in your back 
Chamillionaire.com, I`m just saying though 
We ain`t even much tripping on these females 
Like that you know I`m saying, these honey dips 
We ain`t loving these dips 
Naw we loving our cars, you know I`m taln` bout 
We loving our slabs, we treating our slabs 
Like they our gals, you feel me 
But uh, we gon let this music speak for itself 
You know I`m tal`n bout, it`s gon explain it 
What`s up Trae, break em off 
 
[Trae] 
See my slab is all I got, and it won`t never change 
You can see me top down on the block, bobbing and weaving through lanes 
With the Color Changin` Click, so sick with a trunk banging 
Paint staining leaving the block wet, just like as if it was raining 
I ain`t the one to be capping cat, but my slab be off the chain 
Four T.V.`s and a PS3, tinted up high when I swang 
Maabing in the old school, but I`m looking so playa 
With a 4-4 cocked under my seat, cause I`m ready for haters 
With wood all on my do`s, 20`s shining like I was smiling 
Profiling like I`m a G, and a G is what I`ma be 
I`m on dubs with my drop top, with a trunk popped 
On a bop that wanna be jocking, my balling`ll never stop 
 
[Paul Wall] 
When I pull up to the red light, people breaking they neck 
Cause everybody rub a neck, and like I got in a wreck 
I`m in a slab Jimmy slab, so I guess I should mention 
That my purple people eater`s, the center of attention 
My car`s kinda similar, to the leaves in Autumn 
Cause the paint changing colors, and the T.V.`s falling 
I`m in a foreign BMW, with the chrome all shimmering 
The INS harass me, cause my car`s an immigrant 
My gray goose Mercedes, got a green card as well 
With lap top T.V. screens, is sponsored by Dell 
Chamillionaire.com satellite, I`m logged on when I drop 
Posting messages until I arrive, I love my slab baby 
 
[Hook: Charlie Berry] 
See my slab, is all I haaave 
Candy paint dripping, buck on leather 
T.V.`s shining, swinging on glaaass 
Top fell back, in sunny weather 
Watching haters watch, as I fly paaass 
In a old school, that floats like a feather 
Roll slow up the block, and crawling my slaaab 
Now they all know, we stacking our cheddar 
 
[Jay`Ton] 
I`m addicted to balling, my screens steady be falling 
Dedicated to being playa, so them boppers be calling 
And loving the way I swang, banging and gripping grain 
Riding the boulevard, till the neighbors start to complain 
Balling is a habit, and I can`t stop if I wanted 
I pop the trunk clicking screens, so my face`ll be on it 
I tried to stop and catch a bop, but my rims kept going 
I`m crawling two miles per hour, so everybody be blowing 
I`m 17 diamonds gleam, harder than Mr. Clean 
Shining showing reflection, so niggaz think it`s a dream 
I`m a Southside S.L.A.B. nigga, representing it wreckless 
With plates under my slab, that read "don`t fuck with Texas" 
 
[Lil B] 
My seats recline in my slab, that`s all I have fuck a lady 
Cause I`m infatuated with droppers, and bubble eyes on Mercedes 
Candy coated paint when I floss in the winter, or summer time 
Still I be slip and sliding on buck, while my trunk stay on incline 
I shine and I grind daily, bopping hoes wanna date me and rape me 
But a nigga be dismissing 20 of em, my slab lady 
Lately a nigga been in a daze, thinking bout the wood on my dash 
So I commits to swing and bang beat up blocks, with my mind focused on cash 
Won`t crash holding my wood grain, Hiram-Clarke repping my hood mayn 
Lil B repping S.L.A.B., Slow Loud and yes a nigga do bang 
In a slab that`s all I have, I`m still balling out of control 
Sitting low crawl slow in a fo` do`, as I drop my top screens unfold 
 
(*talking*) 
For real, know I`m tal`n bout 
We love our slabs, more than these hoes 
We put our money into our slabs, not these hoes 
It`s pimping, you know I`m saying, but shit 
It`s plain to see, I love to take the top off my bitch 
Raise they ass up and wave it on you hoes 
Slow, Loud And Bangin` style, you feel me 
I know y`all feel me 
 
[Hook]
 

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