Slide

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Slide

Curren$y · Parking Lot Music · 2018 · 4:07

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Just the dashboard cluster cost an arm and a leg in that motherfucker Bitch you can't pronounce it, don't touch it I'm tired of these jive ass sucka ass suckas Tan leather peanut butter paint purple jam smugglers Get in the jam, your OG's did nothing Motherfuckers ain't coming, it's simple, they don't love ya '61 Impala creepin' with the lights off, they finna do something Better move dummy, you too cool to start running Aight we see where that get ya Shit gon' split you like a battle axe hit ya All them attachments on the ratchet Make that motherfucker whistle when it's clappin' East side, you know where the action No motion, no traction, we laughin' at 'em Ass backwards I go forward, in my Ferrari I'm mashin' All in the cupholder droppin' hundred dollar Journ ashes Sucka ass niggas, where was y'all after this? Know you like how I slide Know you see how we move, oh yeah Baby that's just how we do it, ah Ride around, yeah we cruise Time to break up with the block, I'm a father now Still'll break a block down, before they slow me down M.A dollar sign, can't nobody hold me down Hustle hard like Puff in that shiny suit The loc gon' shine in the dark, I'm a living legend Just hit the streets of Long Beach, yeah that's my section Only been home for two years, right back cracking My niggas having things, whole set active Know you like how I slide Know you see how we move, oh yeah Baby that's just how we do it, ah Ride around, yeah we cruise Left my Porsche parked for the whole winter, it's my summer car Sixty on this bitch, look like glitter when I'm in the dark Even fiends seen what fiends seen, knew I was a star Apron on, get my ray on, whippin' up the raw Chef on mine like I'm Bobby Flay when it's chef-in' time In the kitchen, dancin' on the chicken like a second line Think I put too much on him, he passed out on half a line Still was outside my momma house, I damn near had a line Player with it, I ain't lyin', ladies always had time 'Fore I even had a dime, all them hoes I had was dimes Court side in my jet life, rep the set on mine Super high in that bow tie, drop my vector time Cuban on, this one two-tone, might go put two on Money long, whole team strong, might go put you on Runnin' to you, ain't gon' run behind you, just don't take too long Bitch I see you choosin', I ain't rushin', just don't take too long Know you like how I slide Know you see how we move, oh yeah Baby that's just how we do it, ah Ride around, yeah we cruise

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