They Slackin

They Slackin [Chorus 2x: Figg Budah] Budahman whats happenin' , Budahman whats happenin' Im putting in work while these other niggas slackin' Budahman whats goody, Budahman what goody Comin up in the game, high-stepping on these rookies [Verse 1: Figg Budah] Budahman whats happenin', Budahman whats happenin' Every time I hit the scene, that’s what they be askin' They heard “Jackin For Beatz” and they heard I got some other shit Comin and they wanna see, but they heard I’m cuffing it Naw that ain't my style, if it was I wouldn’t be the dude That I is right now.. Quality, is unbelievable Beat selection’s critical, the sound to my visuals I don’t fuck around I get down for my digitals In other words my numbers, in other words my paper These other niggas fraud , in other word they fakin' Im picking up where they slack, I’m spitting up on these tracks And I’m killing it ripping it down, getting..fitted..for the.. crown [Chorus 2x] [Verse 2: Figg Budah] Budahman whats goody, Budahman whats goody I keep making it hard for them boys to overlook me They know my style is diff, and they know they can't compete with it And they that Im, who they main lady creeping with She said that she was lost but, Budah made her see the light She said them other niggas couldn’t figure how to treat her right Im picking up where they slack, I’m putting her on her back And I’m licking it licking it down, flipping it…hitting it.. dick in her..mouth [Chorus 2x] [bridge: Figg Budah] Im about my paper, I’m about my paper Yea I’m coming up, cuz they dig a nigga flavor Im about my dollars, I’m about my dollars If you ain't on the same tip, buddy I’ll holla (chorus 2x)