Slippin' (Acapella)
I want all you broke, freeloading, hating ass bitches
And niggas to get the fuck out the club (Yeah bitch)
Yeah I said it nigga. Get your ass the fuck up outta here nigga
We gettin' money over here nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout
We poppin' bottles over here nigga, fuck you talkin' bout
We finna get trippy. Yeah, Dre Carr baby
I got it on my own, I be ballin' like I'm Pippen (Yeah bitch)
I walk in the room and the hoes start drippin' (Drippin')
Jordan 1 my shoes and Patron that I'm sippin' (Turn up)
I stay on my grind, aint gon' ever catch me slippin' (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
'Cause I be in the club. Y'all be lookin', I be tippin' (Mmhmm)
But you too busy worried 'bout the fucks that I ain't givin' (Hoe)
And I be 'bout my business, I'll have a nigga missin' (Yeah, yep)
All these broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
(Ain't gon ever catch me)
I don't slip, I sip. Aye. I don't fall, I ball
In my whip with yo' bitch. Yeah, now she all on my balls (Yeah)
She a bad bitch like Megan. Aye. Sayin' she want it all
When we done, she KO like PM Tylenol (Sleep)
I handle my shit on my own like Gladys Knight with no Pip
She only like to smoke Black and Mild so I gave shawty my wood tip
I don't like to drink cheap shit. Yeah nigga I'm on that good sip
These niggas prayin' on my downfall
these niggas just wishing I would slip (Nope, nope, nope)
But I cannot help that I'm litter than you (Yeah)
I need depends 'cause I'm shittin' on you
Runnin' round the city tellin' niggas that you finna check me
Mane, what y'all niggas finna do
You niggas better not play with my name
Hand you the controller, I ain't with them games
Not a surgeon, but yo' bitch give me brain
Like Roddy, my niggas make the choppers sing
You niggas claim you got the city's dopest reefer
You run your mouth and I'ma set it off like the Latifah (Yeah, yeah, Dre Carr hoe)
You niggas always bitchin', all you niggas is some divas (Dre Carr hoe, Dre Carr hoe)
You sayin' you don't like me nigga, I don't like you neither
I got it on my own, I be ballin' like I'm Pippen (Yeah bitch)
I walk in the room and the hoes start drippin' (Drippin')
Jordan 1 my shoes and Patron that I'm sippin' (Turn up)
I stay on my grind, aint gon' ever catch me slippin' (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
'Cause I be in the club. Y'all be lookin', I be tippin' (Mmhmm)
But you too busy worried 'bout the fucks that I ain't givin' (Hoe)
And I be 'bout my business, I'll have a nigga missin' (Yeah, yep)
All these broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
(Ain't gon ever catch me)
I might have to whoop me a trick, but this ain't Hustle and Flow (Get 'em)
I'll treat yo' bitch like Instagram, I'll double tap that hoe
My dick all on yo' bitch head like a brand new lace front (Trippy)
I'm in her mouth. She chiefin' on me, but I'm not a blunt (Smoke)
Man you cannot tell me that I'm not the best
I'll make yo' bitch bust a nut over text
I'll snap yo' neck like a muhfuckin PEZ
Blood on the floor, left you on red
Don't be the one to put me to the test
While y'all playin' checkers, mane I'ma play chess
Like Sara Lee, I'ma get to the bread
So fuck what you heard and fuck what they said (Fuck 'em)
Like Bandicoot, I'ma crash yo' hoe
This ain't a movie, what you acting for
You niggas keep testing my gangsta and think I won't shank you
I'ma give you what you asking for, go ask 'em though
We blastin' four times out that nine. My niggas gon' spaz it though
Who gassed you hoe? It's tragic yo
Put that shit in park nigga, like Jurassic hoe
When you in the car, turn it to the max so you can't hear what I say though (Yuh)
Turn the bass up. Yeah I wan't this shit to bang hoe, like Fredo
When the DJ get to spin my shit, it's somethin' like a tornado
'Cause I tear up the club and the bottles go up
And the night ain't over 'til I say so (Aye, yeah)
I got it on my own, I be ballin' like I'm Pippen (Yeah bitch)
I walk in the room and the hoes start drippin' (Drippin')
Jordan 1 my shoes and Patron that I'm sippin' (Turn up)
I stay on my grind, aint gon' ever catch me slippin' (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
'Cause I be in the club. Y'all be lookin', I be tippin' (Mmhmm)
But you too busy worried 'bout the fucks that I ain't givin' (Hoe)
And I be 'bout my business, I'll have a nigga missin' (Yeah, yep)
All these broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin
(Ain't gon ever catch me)
I done told y'all niggas before
Broke ass, broke ass, broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
I ain't with all that talkin shit
Broke ass, broke ass, broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
And niggas to get the fuck out the club (Yeah bitch)
Yeah I said it nigga. Get your ass the fuck up outta here nigga
We gettin' money over here nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout
We poppin' bottles over here nigga, fuck you talkin' bout
We finna get trippy. Yeah, Dre Carr baby
I got it on my own, I be ballin' like I'm Pippen (Yeah bitch)
I walk in the room and the hoes start drippin' (Drippin')
Jordan 1 my shoes and Patron that I'm sippin' (Turn up)
I stay on my grind, aint gon' ever catch me slippin' (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
'Cause I be in the club. Y'all be lookin', I be tippin' (Mmhmm)
But you too busy worried 'bout the fucks that I ain't givin' (Hoe)
And I be 'bout my business, I'll have a nigga missin' (Yeah, yep)
All these broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
(Ain't gon ever catch me)
I don't slip, I sip. Aye. I don't fall, I ball
In my whip with yo' bitch. Yeah, now she all on my balls (Yeah)
She a bad bitch like Megan. Aye. Sayin' she want it all
When we done, she KO like PM Tylenol (Sleep)
I handle my shit on my own like Gladys Knight with no Pip
She only like to smoke Black and Mild so I gave shawty my wood tip
I don't like to drink cheap shit. Yeah nigga I'm on that good sip
These niggas prayin' on my downfall
these niggas just wishing I would slip (Nope, nope, nope)
But I cannot help that I'm litter than you (Yeah)
I need depends 'cause I'm shittin' on you
Runnin' round the city tellin' niggas that you finna check me
Mane, what y'all niggas finna do
You niggas better not play with my name
Hand you the controller, I ain't with them games
Not a surgeon, but yo' bitch give me brain
Like Roddy, my niggas make the choppers sing
You niggas claim you got the city's dopest reefer
You run your mouth and I'ma set it off like the Latifah (Yeah, yeah, Dre Carr hoe)
You niggas always bitchin', all you niggas is some divas (Dre Carr hoe, Dre Carr hoe)
You sayin' you don't like me nigga, I don't like you neither
I got it on my own, I be ballin' like I'm Pippen (Yeah bitch)
I walk in the room and the hoes start drippin' (Drippin')
Jordan 1 my shoes and Patron that I'm sippin' (Turn up)
I stay on my grind, aint gon' ever catch me slippin' (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
'Cause I be in the club. Y'all be lookin', I be tippin' (Mmhmm)
But you too busy worried 'bout the fucks that I ain't givin' (Hoe)
And I be 'bout my business, I'll have a nigga missin' (Yeah, yep)
All these broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
(Ain't gon ever catch me)
I might have to whoop me a trick, but this ain't Hustle and Flow (Get 'em)
I'll treat yo' bitch like Instagram, I'll double tap that hoe
My dick all on yo' bitch head like a brand new lace front (Trippy)
I'm in her mouth. She chiefin' on me, but I'm not a blunt (Smoke)
Man you cannot tell me that I'm not the best
I'll make yo' bitch bust a nut over text
I'll snap yo' neck like a muhfuckin PEZ
Blood on the floor, left you on red
Don't be the one to put me to the test
While y'all playin' checkers, mane I'ma play chess
Like Sara Lee, I'ma get to the bread
So fuck what you heard and fuck what they said (Fuck 'em)
Like Bandicoot, I'ma crash yo' hoe
This ain't a movie, what you acting for
You niggas keep testing my gangsta and think I won't shank you
I'ma give you what you asking for, go ask 'em though
We blastin' four times out that nine. My niggas gon' spaz it though
Who gassed you hoe? It's tragic yo
Put that shit in park nigga, like Jurassic hoe
When you in the car, turn it to the max so you can't hear what I say though (Yuh)
Turn the bass up. Yeah I wan't this shit to bang hoe, like Fredo
When the DJ get to spin my shit, it's somethin' like a tornado
'Cause I tear up the club and the bottles go up
And the night ain't over 'til I say so (Aye, yeah)
I got it on my own, I be ballin' like I'm Pippen (Yeah bitch)
I walk in the room and the hoes start drippin' (Drippin')
Jordan 1 my shoes and Patron that I'm sippin' (Turn up)
I stay on my grind, aint gon' ever catch me slippin' (Yep, yep, yep, yep)
'Cause I be in the club. Y'all be lookin', I be tippin' (Mmhmm)
But you too busy worried 'bout the fucks that I ain't givin' (Hoe)
And I be 'bout my business, I'll have a nigga missin' (Yeah, yep)
All these broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin
(Ain't gon ever catch me)
I done told y'all niggas before
Broke ass, broke ass, broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
I ain't with all that talkin shit
Broke ass, broke ass, broke ass niggas ain't gon ever catch me slippin'
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