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letra de slidin' - tmb smokey

[intro: tmb smokey]
aye, b-tch, look
tmb smokey in this mother f-cka
aye, aye aye aye

[chorus: tmb smokey]
slidin’
catch me out here f-ckin’ ridin’
p-ssy n-gg-s they be hidin’
say you with it why you lyin’

[verse 1: lil slump]
aye (lil slump)
is you slidin
is you finna ride
is you finna fold
i don’t know
n-gg-s hoes
put him to the test, see who fold
i ain’t told collectin’ dope be told ’em poes
i be at your momma house like
b-tch get on the floor
sippin’ muddy poem folds
i be steady ducking po
i be trappin by the store
got the bag, got the dope in my bag
hit me for the low
yeah she love that cash flow
yeah she throw that -ss slow
yeah yo b-tch a bad hoe (yeah)

[verse 2: cam breezy]
aye aye aye
she finna be my bae
you know i’m a rockstar
when i’m on that stage
a young n-gg- stackin’ bricks
i gotta get paid
b-tch i’m on my sh-t with a glock and a stick
i seen a p-ssy n-gg-
he got shot
then i dipped
my foot on they neck, going hard, going brasey
i’m sippin’ on that dirty and it got me feelin’ lazy
i’m going for the streets cause that sh-t f-ckin’ raised me
gang gang gang
[verse 3: tmb smokey]
i need me a ring
these sucking n-gg-s switch lanes
i never f-ckin’ get change aye
whip my dog like kane aye
n-gg-s be h-lla lame aye
run up on with a bang aye
run up on with a bang
b-tch we slidin’
b-tch we f-ckin’ riding
round round with that five
i don’t get tired
n-gg- like kevin gates
all you b-tches be talkin’ to jace, aye
little p-ssy why you fakin’
makin’ moves why you n-gg-s be hating
get benz that’s all i be making
making moves now you gon’ be shaking
in the kitchen n-gg-s know i be baking
i ain’t talkin’ no cookies, n-gg-
yo ain’t talking to no rookie, n-gg-
all you n-gg-s really p-ssy, n-gg-
clothes to the edge don’t push me, n-gg-
n-gg-s talking h-lla loosely, n-gg-
fly b-tches wanna screw me, n-gg-
suckers be h-lla boosie, n-gg-

[chorus: tmb smokey]
slidin’
catch me out here f-ckin’ ridin’
p-ssy n-gg-s they be hidin’
say you with it why you lyin’
aye

[outro: tmb smokey]
slidin’, b-tch you know we really ridin’
b-tch you know we really ridin’
sucking n-gg-s they don’t want it
aye

- tmb smokey

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