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Yeah, I'm sliding 'round traffic got the slap out I just want the head, don't pull your pants down Caught him with flip, this load ain't get to back out Brodie caught a body Manny (Pacquiao) My n- caught a body and he loved it I'm in traffic, I don't see n- in public I ain't fucking with the side and they know it Best thing that happened to you n-s is unemployment Bitch, I get it poppin' ain't worried about no nigga Bitch, I keep stick, you the type to go get popped on the defense Snake fuck around and pop the homie if he sneak diss Bitch, we trying to slide like its Reese's Bitch, I need a fee I ain't Mr. Fuck for free, bitch And I want a boring girl, I need a freak bitch Any n- got it coming to 'em if they sneak diss N- want to play, well okay, n- peep this From the south to the north, we going to keep sticks My lawyer said, I don't know, you might not beat this Show them boys Vegans, bitch, you on that beef shit Had a K behind the name, you better mean it I ain't trying to fuck ya bitch, call her, tell her pull up so she can eat it But you stupid, going past the pole, you ain't go shoot it Catch him off the Xans kill him sleeping Freddie Krueger All these boy squares, y'all remind me of a Rubiks Bitch, pay me for my time I ain't trying to touch no couter I don't want to love you, just want to fuck and get an Uber I've been through hell and back, but I'm still learning how to maneuver Stop playing with that man You won't go to heaven if you think that I ain't that If I go to jail and I come out, don't send me back It's like when you're doing good, the bad always interact, ah I ain't turning nothing down, I'ma react You fucked it up dawg, I gave everybody a pass You coming into mines, so I ain't about to let you pass You coming into mines, so I ain't about to let you pass Aye, ay-yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Hamish John Muir, Mbnel Mbnel, Moneysign Suede Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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