love all the flowers in the yard I love butternut squash, cucumbers too Cantaloupe and honeydew 'Cause I'm a slug I'm a slug I'm a slug Pick me up,
fraternity In the Slug Club Join the Slug Club Join the Slug Club, baby Do you have a pretty mommy in the Slug Club? Join the Slug Club Join the Slug
time your boy Ace Rock is the drummer So tell the newcomers to run and get the other two I heard we sold out, that must've been the other two [Slug:]
Lying in bed one summer's night Everything wasn't alright Something started crawling on me A S-L-U-G I saw her walking in the woods last night And I
Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs Sl-sl-slugs, sl-sl-slugs [CHORUS x3] Them nigga
give a special shout out to that pluctuating list of names who've either taken the time to look me in the eye or taken the time stab me in the fuckin back. [Slug
cry And dad made it until maybe a year later When they found his suicide inside of a grain elevator Got over it, I had no other opposites or options Thought
the Money Makers Wu-Tang, when we bang, we be regulators Player haters can't play us, cuz the thugs obey us Bust a slug to save us [Joe Mafia] Straight
bout mine And I aint the one you wanna beef with I'm thugged out Chorus: repeat 2X [B.G.] Look my block hot the law sleep every other day We beefin off top, we creep every other
solja, the Crescent City Jesus I pack a tre-deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe Ruth We hit em Rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers We be the niggas leavin' slugs
to rise A hero in they children's eyes Now they give a fuck about us [Kastro] Now all my homies got love for me Down to catch a slug for me Guaranteed
to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum, like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in
about the dope world Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl My mausberg goes BOOM, what's another plug Snatchin drugs, pumpin slugs in these other
like a stepchild Was not for me Nothing but busters and bitches (fuck em all) Be rocking beats Fake in fame [Verse 2: Kadafi] Block run and shoot slugs
I slang another ounce, I wish it was a kilo. A need money in a major way. Time to fuck my BEEEYATCH!! Hey!, and getten' paid You other mothafuckas callin
This is what it sounds like When we ride on our Enemies Biatch! When we ride on our Enemies [Verse 1] Heyyy Got some static with some niggas on the other
bitches in the worst way, drownin in blood Outlawz my blood brothers, I'd die for these thuggs Say hi to this slug, it's a shame how some niggaz on the
cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul? Got tired of small time livin, ni**az tellin me no I got MINE, f**k THEM OTHER SUCKERS, that's