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letra de where you been - slime matic

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hook

oh lord, they gon turn around and hit you with that fake sh-t!
ask ’em, where you been boy?

they gon’ hate, they gonn try to bring you down, have you slippin on your grind!
ask ’em n-ggas, where you been boy?

they gonn pull up like they know you, hit ignore when they owe you
ask ’em mf, who you think you is boy?

and when the gr-ss greener cause my ganja man got the hookup, then they think it’s all love, well it ain’t boy!

man i ain’t really switch up on no n-ggas
sgawwd 1170, that’s where we is boy

and we never hesitate with the turn up
sgawwd 1195, that’s where we is boy

and you can ask anybody, bozok’tjela
real n-gga till i die, that’s who i is boy

ungazong’buza ngkik’tjele , nawe ung’tjele. suck a d
they gonn sell you out, then ask you where you been boy?

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woah, i’m back at it
she whip the booty told me matic look back at it
she had it shaking like the booty been a crack addict
her body tanned like it been up doing mathematics

she say she love me and she wish she was mrs matic
i’m never fooled, d-mn right, these hoes is upper handed
she love you, but be gti, left side chillin
still b-tches multiply with me, call me mathmatic

woah woah!
love for all my n-ggas, hope get you the picture
grind till my day one n-ggas ask me for a picture
i’m your little brother idol, can’t be caught beefin witcha
i’m a big fish, i be filter feeding on you n-ggas

young n-gga big dreams but i ain’t sleeping on no n-ggas
bars charged up, nokia 3310 on these a n-ggas
they don’t wanna see us win, they go blind tryna stop us
keep your head up my n-gga, at the top these b-tches topless

can’t n0body tell us nothing, like we deaf with this sh-t
i’m just tryna see my vision, optometrist with the sh-t
microwave popcorn how i want my music popping
team flag, red bandanna. you can tell we weezianas

slow it down for a minute
take my time with this sh-t
when i die want my name in the sky with this sh-t
everyday i pray that god blessing my grind for this sh-t
money and fame are a b-tch but i live do these b-tches

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verse 2

g.o.a.t, we hit the party with this ish
she looked innocent but now she naughty with the sh-t
pull up, swag like i just robbed nike of they sh-t
slime gang till i die, catch a body for my clique

woah woah woah woah
keep your distance with that sh-t
lately i been on my ‘i don’t give a flying f-ck’ sh-t
og’s had to sit me down to plead for you n-ggas
say i been going ham like my name peppa pig

might let the beat lyrically murder somebody
the body count look like i went alawu akbaar on somebody
man it’s a cold world, and i’m a living flame emoji

woke up, money on my mind, yeah that’s breakfast homie
another day, rise and grind cause we destined homie
i feel like i’m the one they chose to reach the m-sses homie
just give me time but listen closely this is timeless homie

young king, 16, hear the boy roar
wolfgang why you redriding in the hood boy?
i’m a bad boy, but my b-tches megan good boy
rub aladdin lamp, just to wish a n-gga would boy

won’t stop till i wear a rolly, double crown boy
ali f-cking ze till i’m ali f-cking dead boy
shout everybody repping that slime gang boy
make the money rain on your b-tch, and when it rains it pours

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- slime matic

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