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letra de slaps - babyslump

babyslump, what you talkin bout

(chorus: babyslump)
slaps slaps
i’m the slump all i do is make slaps
you got money i’m smelling the cap
i could tell you n-ggas can’t even rap
i’m back
and you know that a n-gga he better
got the drip on me changing the weather
you got drip but it came out the gutter

uh
slaps slaps
i’m the slump all i do is make slaps
you got money i’m smelling the cap
i could tell you n-ggas can’t even rap
i’m back
and you know that a n-gga he better
got the drip on me changing the weather
you got drip but it came out the gutter

(verse: babyslump)
you can hate but it don’t evеn matter
i be flowin i got all the еlements
way i’m moving i should be the regiment
all i do is go up tryna elevate
for all my young n-ggas i motivate
and my n-ggas gon eat when i bake the cake
i be throwing this money so get the rake
chase a b-tch not a bag that was yo mistake
wanna feature better up the stakes
h-lla b-tches in the pool like some plaque
man of the house so get to work
boy you better get the food up on the plate
i just gotta blow at this rate
you ain’t goin up you done a mistake
who got most clout? that’s a sh-t race
my n-gga you gotta go get paid
whole lotta choppas like sada baby
yo main b that’s my side baby
i can’t fw some my dawgs nomo
some of em n-ggas they caught rabies
yeah i get the cheese but i ain’t a rat
sendin death threats pls stop the cap
now i really know how i’m real good
shout out the haters my back
(chorus: babyslump)
slaps slaps
i’m the slump all i do is make slaps
you got money i’m smelling the cap
i could tell you n-ggas can’t even rap
i’m back
and you know that a n-gga he better
got the drip on me changing the weather
you got drip but it came out the gutter

(verse: cgʼ the youngman)
baby
(cg’)
i’m counting real fast the money
i pull out the benz, i like holding m’s
how ‘bout i blast?
wouldn’t even see me
i’m going real fast
ca$h gúnna on slaps
given a thrash
i pass it, couldn’t even tag
(you feel me?)

i put it in song that i got the drip
cg’ & slump tho’ making it sick
she just wanna suck when i pull out my tip
she sing me a song then she folding my d-ck
get off indoor
and i got another shawty take it real slow
man i’m trying not to f-ck her, take her wigs off
slide her to the left
put my hand right on her chest
spent a hundred on the bids though
the diamonds they shine on my time piece
man i been through h-ll
(i’m better off well)
found in the center of grime, peace
whole world trynna find me
got some n-ggas don’t like me
industry trynna fight me

cg’ the youngin
he made me hit b.u.n.n.y
admit that i’m ballin’
they rock with it
out with his gang i’m getting the money
can’t see nothing he can’t grind with it
(yeah)

- babyslump

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