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letra de slidin - bass santana

to b-ss be the glory

[verse 1]
eight to the bottom, eight to the top, wavy
mobbing, f-ck it [?] for ya
b-ss for your hips, pop in it and lock
[?], blow it, all godd-mn night
i got b-tches, that’s my business
as my witness, i need two to keep my d-ck
i pull up on ’em with the sh-ts
mess around and catch a body f-cking with this chick
wait, i know you got n-ggas tryna f-ck you
wait, i know that your n-gga he don’t trust you
wait, to be honest i would keep you close too
but i’m not your n-gga, i just want you, aye
you are now rocking with the coldest, yuh
pour it up and sip on this slow sh-t
purple keep a motherf-cker focused, yuh
that molly keep her pretty legs open, yeah

[chorus]
i just want a lil bad b-tch on my mattress
i might move a lil fast baby, but we’ll get past it
acting up like it’s too big for you, so dramatic
roll me a blunt of that gas, i don’t smoke no babbage
hold on, wait

[verse 2]
do not put a label on the ting baby, yeah
take my [?] and got no name baby, yeah
you already know the gang supreme baby, yeah
turn the p-ssy to a [?] fiend baby, yeah
got to hold it on me like five yards back
but my other n-ggas don’t know what to do with that
she the type to like a little pain with it, wait
mess around and put my whole name on a b-tch

- bass santana

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