I Ain't Heard Of That Lyrics - Already Platinum - Slim Thug

(Intro) 

Chaaaange Cloooothes Reeeemixxx-ahh! 

(WOO! C'MON!) 

(Chorus - Jay-Z) 

I don't take 'em out to eat 

I ain't here to trick or treat 

I ain't trying to fix your weave 

I ain't heard of that! 

I'm just here to train ho's 

Put 'em on the main road 

Teach 'em how to 'Change Clothes' 

I know you heard of that! 

Change your whole attitude 

It's time to take off your cool 

If it make you wanna move, then move 

My niggaz get up on it, live bitches throw it back 

Ma, act like you want it 

I know you heard of that! 

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(Verse - Slim Thug) 

I'm the Young Texas A-Rod, K.G. of the game 

LeBron James, you niggaz must not know my name 

I'm Slim Thugger motherfucker! Tha Big Boss of the South 

And I don't just talk it wit my mouth 

I back it up wit my vow 

Before Jimmy cut the check, it was 50 on my neck 

And over 50 in my ear, I'm the Rookie of the Year 

I'm here - for the 'Takeover', not out to replace Hova 

But there's a new hustla in town, yeah the break's over 

Don't get me confused wit the rest of them dudes 

I've been Tha Boss down South, I'm just new to a few 

Please believe, them niggaz don't do what I do 

I got everything them platinum rappers got times two (WHOO! C'MON!) 

(Chorus) 

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(Verse - Slim Thug) 

I'm banging them chicks you dream about 

Swanging them whips you sing about 

Rocking more bling bling than your whole team seem to got 

Ask your girl, she'll tell ya the truth 

Your boys cool, but you can't fool wit the Boyz-N-Blue 

I got something on my neck worth more than yo house 

I got something in my yard worth more than yo spouse 

I got something on my wrist worth more than ya team 

And that car you think clean ain't worth more than my ring 

Who yo know roll Bentley 'fore the album drop? 

And still got three from Pharrell to make the album hot? 

Yeah I hear y'all but don't see you niggaz 

Y'all just making words rhyme, y'all ain't seeing no figgas 

(Chorus) 

(Verse - Slim Thug) 

Y'all ain't balling, I saw the shit you drive 

You need to call MTV and tell 'em pimp your ride 

I'm tired hearing all y'all wimps wit all y'all lies 

Fake niggaz dissapear, real niggaz let's rise 

I'm rich bitch like Dave Chapelle 

Ask Geffen and Interscope why I gave 'em hell 

My advance was more than most rappers get paid from sales 

I made 'em pay for all them days I was living in hell, yeah! 

Now my estate sit on top of the lake 

It feels great, I got an R&B chick as my mate (Thugger!) 

I does it big my nig, I deserve a plaque 

It's Boss Hogg Outlawz, I know ya heard of that! (WHOO! C'MON!) 

(Chorus) 

(Verse - Jay-Z) 

Young in his button ups, but I'm still cutting up 

Don't have me zip down this jacket, open the oven up 

The heats drawn and then I heat performers up 

Like Long Johns, or LA G warmers 

Then be gone in this week's preference 

The six duece wagon, never the five seven 

You don't need cable to see How I'm Living 

All you need is a table in the VIP section 

Like Fab, the rap has been good to me 

I'm right back to show you, what's hood with me 

Since I've retired I've tried to acquire the Nets 

Live Wire I told you I aspire for best 

Long cry for being under the eye of under the IRS 

You're boy's on fuego, like San Diego 

You're boy been focused since tre-0 

And I ain't talking bout my age though 

My payroll - lane to lane on them thang-th-thangs 

I give you nightmares, when the year change I change 

Nigga I'm right here, we can go thing for thing 

We go toy for toy, nigga bling for bling 

We can go bitch for bitch, nigga wrist for wrist 

You go 0 for everything, I'm six foot six, Young! 

. Chaaaange Cloooothes Reeeemixxx-ahh! 

(Chorus)