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don't slip - chief keef lyrics

[verse]
n*gga stay fit, don’t come on my street
the b*tch know keef got some on his feet
i’m lookin at my son and he grew a couple feet
know i be with my boys and ain’t talkin back street
if you tryna front pull up on back street
i know i got money don’t be tryna tax me
if you on business, n*gga you can fax me
she like when i get the top gone like last weak
it’s 50 to the greys and i’m wearing a hoodie
chief so what’s that i smell that good kushy
i heard you with the police force and you a rookie
i’m walkin around this b*tch like a liquor tootsie
i heard you ain’t tryna f*ck her but you eat the p*ssy
ain’t ain’t even wanna f*ck that b*tch she look weak
told my brother bring me back some clothes from j*penese
i might be wit a chinese but b*tch i’m capanese
eeny, meeny, miny, moe, i got a tiger by its feet
king of the jungle, watching out for rivalries
looked up my shoes and they say made a n*gga lit
went and bought a mop oh yeah i named it slippery
aye, don’t slip n*gga, don’t slip n*gga, don’t slip n*gga
my shoes tied, i don’t trip n*gga
and if i’m in the club i’m in the vip n*gga
light you up led strip n*gga
act like you got it locked you get zipped n*gga
and i’m real f*ckin cool, i got the whips n*gga
n*gga get off yo block and take a trip n*gga
n*gga get off yo block and take a trip n*gga

- chief keef lyrics

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