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slide - lauren truee lyrics

[verse 1: lauren truee]
jesus christ for pete’s sake
she ate me up like some steak
can’t leave the stake, stake too sweet
with this chopstick sweep the streets
super ffreak i ate her feet
couple weeks without no re
i’m through your door without no key
i’m double o cylindrically
i’m plugged in with this jewelry
you can’t tell keep loosing pieces
it’s too frequent need to chill out
some of my dawgs need to get bailed out
most of my dawgs will never get bailed out
i will not go back to that jailhouse
blow her back out
my grip pull her hair
my .45 want beef like alehouse

[chorus: lauren truee]
slide jit
hop on that bit you better slide jit

[verse 2: lauren truee]
i ain’t wish the b-tch too much but the best of luck
can’t ignore this pain in my chest is it love or hiccups?
as of late been pushing weight
i ain’t been doing chin-ups
decipher the real from fake
i’m about to go give up
eating at a huncho table
polo boots fresh out the stable
if i kane then b-tch i’m able
i won’t trust you if i paid you
and b-tch i do got the bread to
cause b-tch i’m balling like bledsoe
i give a white b-tch a rudolph red nose
my crosshairs they move on tangoes
some parts of the city you can’t go
not that you can’t go but won’t you
i know the jits who had robbed you
blitz your -ss like aaron rodgers
you do not ball you is garbage, trash, buns
i’m like stop it

[chorus: lauren truee]
slide jit
hop on that bit you better slide jit
slide (west orlando the best orlando)

[verse 3: blue november]
(slide n-gga, slide)
slide
like i’m in that mercy i’ma slide (slide)
on you, you got that bread i want that pie
the whole thing split it with the folk
you know, o-town n-ggas get the dough
always had them hands ready after 4 [o’clock]
slide, slow down
he might hit the pole
hide for now
they right at your door
ops, be sliding
when n-ggas act up, low
deposits but n-ggas racked up
ho’s want a thousand a couple mountains of dope, a fountain
spread thin on a plate made of gold
it’s worth it i’ma slide on you ho’s
better slide i’ma dine then rewind, aye
you can’t fine me cause you can’t probably find me, aye
better side jit
better side jit
better side jit

- lauren truee lyrics

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