Slide Then

Big dude
Badazz
Grrr
Grrr
Grrr
Bicth i'm from the contry and i don't play fair
Niggas be talkin like this but as
soon they play that bitch gon lay there
CMG artist but louisiana nigga made when i shoot K's der
Stingray slidin in Memphis behind me
some gremlins but i don't stay there
Moved to Atlanta cause i don't like
bad vibes around me and i'm okay their
All my niggas gon blank out where ever i'm at no face case here
Pinky Ring white toe race gear
Rich life ain't shit fake here bought like babygirl wait here
How you get shot and i wasn't there fast cars all my yard
I come out my closet and put on some racegear
10k cash in my right ear shinin right now cause i'm bright year
Rich young nigga i'm solid nigga big dude
Call boosie swish move
Dead niggas smoke smooth Badazz & Big dude
Slide then, slide then, slide then, why is you hiding then
Slide then, slide then you talking to much
Slide then, slide then, slide then, slide then why is you hiding then
Slide then, slide then, slide then, why is you hiding then
Slide on they block with that 30 bad bitch in my passanger side
I ain't worried
She gon fuck in the car because she know
i'm star get my shooters a car with it's urgent
They gone spin on your block when it's early fuck
What you sayin bitch im droppin à 30
You was talkin that shit on gram you wasn't talking that shit
When me and my niggas seen you in perosn
Rich lil nigga
I be thuggin i keep me a pistol
Up that fo yeah i roll with them hittas yea
I'm strapped with them 5 7 i'm strapped with them missiles
He wanna fight put that boy in a blender
We gon slide on his block we gon zip him
They go we leavin them crippled them
Youngin gon catch em them bullets gon flip em (Let's go)
Slide then, slide then, slide then, slide then why is you hiding then
Slide then, slide then you talking to much
Slide then, slide then, slide then, slide then why is you hiding then
Slide then, slide then, slide then, slide then why is you hiding then
Come on pull up nigga we gon slide
30's hittin thirty thousand times
Tell me how many niggas wanna die
I'll tell how many niggas gon slide
Why you hidin hoe (Why you hidin hoe)
Come outside hoe (Come outside hoe)
Last nigga play up in the wind do somethin bout it slide then
Fuck them niggas they ain't bout no gun play
Them niggas can't walk on my runway
I slide on them bicth niggas saturday then went and told god on sunday
Up in room hidin like a bitch caught him slippin ridin with this bitch
Boss we got him but he with his bitch (what to do)
Man fuck them niggas
SLIDE THEN
Slide then, slide then, slide then, why is you hiding then
Slide then, slide then you talking to much
Slide then (grrr)
Slide then, slide then, slide then, why is you hiding then
Slide then, slide then, slide then, why is you hiding then



Credits
Writer(s): Torence Hatch, Matthew Applewhite, John Earl Lotts, Torence Taylor
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