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2 slippery remix - luh tyler , bossman dlow & richey rsa lyrics

2 slippery remix

[intro: bossman dlow]
(i love you, risk)
(ayo, x9)
n*gga, big za
godd*mn

[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery, n*gga (too slippery, n*gga)
i’m with the f*ckin’ sharks, you with the fishes, n*gga, huh (with the fishes, n*gga)
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest, n*gga (i’m the biggest, baby)
caution sign on my neck, sh*t a sixty, n*gga (sixty)
yeah, i’m mr. too ski, n*gga
matter fact, call me mr. chase*that*cheese, n*gga
grams on my wrist, sh*t cost like ten g’s, n*gga
i feel like bugs, got all these carats on my t**th, n*gga

[verse 1: bossman dlow]
windows five*percent tinted, can’t even see it’s me (dlow)
i done missed a couple plays, my sh*t on dnd (d*mn)
put me in the f*ckin’ game, i’m the mvp (n*gga)
takе you out that ‘yota, put you in a amg (come here, baе)
huh, b*tch, i count chicken, she know i’m the rawest, n*gga
too slippery entertainment, come step in my office, n*gga (yeah)
take a n*gga b*tch, she say, “dlow, you be saucy, baby”
tired of f*ckin’ with them lames, come f*ck with some bosses, baby (come here, baby)
she don’t want no puppy, she want a big dog (big dog)
washed my clothes the other day, found a ten ball (ball)
flip phone for the jugg, this a throwaway (brr)
i’m ridin’ with some shooters, we look like golden state (hrr)
[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery, n*gga (too slippery, n*gga)
i’m with the f*ckin’ sharks, you with the fishes, n*gga, huh (with the fishes, n*gga)
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest, n*gga (i’m the biggest, baby)
caution sign on my neck, sh*t a sixty, n*gga (sixty)
yeah, i’m mr. too ski, n*gga
matter fact, call me mr. chase*that*cheese, n*gga
grams on my wrist, sh*t cost like ten g’s, n*gga
i feel like bugs, got all these carats on my t**th, n*gga

[verse 2: luh tyler]
in my bag, my pockets deeper than the sea, n*gga
you don’t bring nothin’ to the plate, then i can’t eat with ya
all that sh*t you doin’ fake, you just a pretender
they say my flow so cold, but i still bring the heat, n*gga (ha)
i peep n*ggas, say i got some bread, so they wan’ be with us
bad b*tch, hair and nails done, that sh*t on fleek, n*gga
you ain’t f*ck ’cause you ain’t him, but she let ski hit her
i’ma run me up that cheese and walk these beats, n*gga

[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery, n*gga (too slippery, n*gga)
i’m with the f*ckin’ sharks, you with the fishes, n*gga, huh (with the fishes, n*gga)
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest, n*gga (i’m the biggest, baby)
caution sign on my neck, sh*t a sixty, n*gga (sixty)
yeah, i’m mr. too ski, n*gga
matter fact, call me mr. chase*that*cheese, n*gga
grams on my wrist, sh*t cost like ten g’s, n*gga
i feel like bugs, got all these carats on my t**th, n*gga
[verse 3: richey rsa]
i’ve been workin’ on me they been watchin’
now i’m winnin’ they all jealous

n*ggas been dissin’ just for clout
they know that i’m great they just mad

they’re mad cause i’m legit i don’t really care i just secure the bag
100 billi & so much power i deserve it all

i do what i do best i don’t f*ck with no hater
i’m the hottest bringing the heat better know

nothing can stop me yeah i’ve been saying that
i’m not scared of opps they just obsessed fans n*gga

i don’t switch sides i’ve been switchin’ flows
k1 n*gga call me mr richey

if you want a feature better pay me
you want a beef with me n*gga bring it my tummy is so big like an ocean

i feel like my hood don’t deserve a n*gga like me
so much greatness i need me billi

i’m a monster n*gga i get a beat then i eat it
i don’t miss, i don’t fear these n*ggas been dissin’
[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery, n*gga (too slippery, n*gga)
i’m with the f*ckin’ sharks, you with the fishes, n*gga, huh (with the fishes, n*gga)
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest, n*gga (i’m the biggest, baby)
caution sign on my neck, sh*t a sixty, n*gga (sixty)
yeah, i’m mr. too ski, n*gga
matter fact, call me mr. chase*that*cheese, n*gga
grams on my wrist, sh*t cost like ten g’s, n*gga
i feel like bugs, got all these carats on my t**th, n*gga

- luh tyler bossman dlow richey rsa lyrics

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