Description
Producer: John Randall
Producer, Executive Producer: Mary Hilliard Harrington
Producer, Additional Sound Engineer: Ross Copperman
Recording Sound Engineer: Buckley Miller
Additional Sound Engineer: Chris Vano
Digital Editing Sound Engineer: Shani Gandy
Digital Editing Sound Engineer: Justin Corteluy
Mixing Sound Engineer: Chip Matthews
Mastering Sound Engineer: Pete Layman
Second Mastering Sound Engineer: Daniel Bachigalupi
Production Coordinator: Alena Moran
Vocals: Dirks Bentley
Drums: Jerry Rowe
Bass Guitar: Craig Young
Electric Guitar: Rob McNeally
Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin: Charlie Worchem
Composer and Lyricist: Jim Beavers
Composer and Lyricist: Dirks Bentley
Lyrics and translation
Original
All the hoes, they fuck with me, they know they miss me
'Cause I look good, hos love my ass, they wanna kiss me
He love my boys, got a lil' raise, it make 'em dizzy
Can't get no karma with no cash, I'm extra busy
Tell a broke nigga, tell a broke nigga
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up, huh
Kick it with me
'Cause we get money over here, that shit guaranteed
Birth a few hoes, I think I need me a vasectomy
Just changed my lifestyle overnight, the trajectory
And I can only thank the man upstairs protecting me
If I shout out before I wink, he'll get what's left of me
But for right now, I'll give my baby all the best of me
Ma said I got a talent, one day soon, the world gon' see
All the hoes, they fuck with me, they know they miss me
'Cause I look good, hos love my ass, they wanna kiss me
He love my boys, got a lil' raise, it make 'em dizzy
Can't get no karma with no cash, I'm extra busy
Tell a broke nigga, tell a broke nigga
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up, huh
I've been the hottest on the block
You the hardest in the draw, so you might wanna rap up
Listen, y'all niggas going hard for me
Have you scream, "Man down", somebody get a rap done
Saw your best hitter get packed up
It's the new man in town, need to pack it up
How you been rapping for as long as I live
And it ain't take off, need to wrap it up
We love the slums
She won her fate, I took her nigga 'cause he had a temp
Poor baby girl, she got upset, and then she threw a temp
Told every cold-footed memory to sack her like a pimp
We love the slums
She won her fate, I took her nigga 'cause he had a temp
A temp, a temper
English translation
All the hoes, they fuck with me, they know they miss me
'Cause I look good, hos love my ass, they wanna kiss me
He love my boys, got a lil' raise, it make 'em dizzy
Can't get no karma with no cash, I'm extra busy
Tell a broke nigga, tell a broke nigga
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up, huh
Kick it with me
'Cause we get money over here, that shit guaranteed
Birth a few hoes, I think I need me a vasectomy
Just changed my lifestyle overnight, the trajectory
And I can only thank the man upstairs protecting me
If I shout out before I wink, he'll get what's left of me
But for right now, I'll give my baby all the best of me
Ma said I got a talent, one day soon, the world gon' see
All the hoes, they fuck with me, they know they miss me
'Cause I look good, hos love my ass, they wanna kiss me
He love my boys, got a lil' raise, it make 'em dizzy
Can't get no karma with no cash, I'm extra busy
Tell a broke nigga, tell a broke nigga
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up
Tell a broke nigga 'bout it, he could back up
Wanna hang with my crew, need a rack up
I'll pull the pick, nigga, nigga, watch your money
Tell my pretty ass, now you wanna stack up, huh
I've been the hottest on the block
You the hardest in the draw, so you might wanna rap up
Listen, y'all niggas going hard for me
Have you scream, "Man down", somebody get a rap done
Saw your best hitter get packed up
It's the new man in town, need to pack it up
How you been rapping for as long as I live
And it ain't take off, need to wrap it up
We love the slums
She won her fate, I took her nigga 'cause he had a temp
Poor baby girl, she got upset, and then she threw a temp
Told every cold-footed memory to sack her like a pimp
We love the slums
She won her fate, I took her nigga 'cause he had a temp
A temp, a temper