Slums

I need me a girl from the Slums
She gotta be real from the jump
She got a rear full of junk
I like how she move to the drum

I need me a girl from the Slums
She gotta be real from the jump
She got a rear full of junk
I like how she move to the drum

She don't mind 'cause I don't drive me a whip, whip
So I gotta grind til it kick flip
So I can just slide her the big tip
She wanna fly out the district
But I know her daddy a bit strict huh
He say I don't got a purpose
'Cause I don't do worship, inside of these churches
He wanted somebody to buy him Merc'
Is she worth it?
Nah, I guess not
He don't wanna see her with a Dreadlock
If he see me he gon' put me in a headlock
I don't wanna move my hands, I'ma dead clock
I don't wanna be dead with a head shot
Say you gotta be scared, see a red dot
I'll be probably getting stoned out in bedrock(yabba dabba dooo)
Than to be dead shot (shot dead)
Shawty know that I be different
I don't pretend
Wanna be friends,
Poppa tell her keep a distance
We be drifting, she ain't with it

I need me a girl from the Slums
She gotta be real from the jump
She got a rear full of junk
I like how she move to the drum

I need me a girl from the Slums
She gotta be real from the jump
She got a rear full of junk
I like how she move to the drum



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Writer(s): Mushota Shebelé
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