Slide Over lyrics

by

Shy Glizzy


[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Zaytoven
Yeah, yeah
Trauma Tone

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
These n*ggas in the way, tell 'em slide over
I'm in my monster truck today, b*tch, I'm gon' ride over
And I heard it's gon' be a drought, I went and bought five over
She said, "I love you", but it's f*ck lil' b*tch, she bipolar
b*tch, we pop that stick, ayy, b*tch we rock that Rick, ayy
I pull up wit' my cane and, man, she ride that di*k, ayy
We don't f*ck with no rats, ayy, ain't no White Boy Ricks, ayy
This that GG sh*t, only see this sh*t on the TV, b*tch
(Young Jefe, holmes)

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
b*tch, my life was rough (Uh), sucker, f*ck your luck (Woo)
I took off my cuffs, yeah, now my wrist is bust (Bust)
She say, "Boy you so handsome, don't wear no shades unless they Buffs" (Uh-huh)
Gotta get my mama a mansion, yeah, you know we grew up tough (Uh, uh, uh)
And these n*ggas fake (Yeah), all they do is hate (Yeah, yeah)
Boy you better keep your grass cut, you know these n*ggas snakes (You know it)
I just wanna play in her legs (What), she just wanna f*ck and eat steak (Why)
And girl, when we pop them pills, we be doin' sh*t we can't erase (Yeah)
I'm from D.C. (Uh-huh), where it get very violent (Uh-huh)
b*tch, I be with 3 (3 Murder), just like Allen Iverson (Allen Iverson)
You can't f*ck with me (No, no), so don't f*ckin' try (God damn)
b*tch, I'm big Glizzy (God damn), I'ma f*ckin' giant (God damn, God damn)
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy & Taliban Glizzy]
These n*ggas in the way, tell 'em slide over
I'm in my monster truck today, b*tch, I'm gon' ride over
And I heard it's gon' be a drought, I went and bought five over
She said, "I love you", but it's f*ck lil' b*tch, she bipolar
b*tch, we pop that stick, ayy, b*tch we rock that Rick, ayy
I pull up wit' my cane and, man, she ride that di*k, ayy (Vroom, vroom)
We don't f*ck with no rats, ayy, ain't no White Boy Ricks, ayy
This that GG sh*t, only see this sh*t on the TV, b*tch, ayy

[Verse 2: Taliban Glizzy]
If it's up, then it's stuck, n*gga (It's up)
Don't give no f*cks, ain't no coppin' when you see us, no (Uh-uh)
I know what's up, I been hoppin' out them double R's (Skrrt, skrrt), and Bentley trucks
b*tch, don't make me switch the test, spin on your block and drop a buck (Grrra)
Every murder in my city, they, say I'm responsible
Young Jefe said he want them dead, that ain't no obstacle (It's nothin')
Seen a Kel-Tec and froze up (Froze up), just like a popsicle
b*tch, I got more bodies than a motherf*ckin' prostitute
More shooters than the Rockets do, choppers, and pocket rockets too (Uh)
And we don't do attempts, we gon' come kill you in the hospital (On God)
My b*tch told me, "Be careful, 'cause you know the police watchin' you" (b*tch)
They pull me over with the stick, I'm doin' what I gotta do (You know)

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
These n*ggas in the way, tell 'em slide over (Slide over)
I'm in my monster truck today, b*tch, I'm gon' ride over
And I heard it's gon' be a drought, I went and bought five over (Five over)
She said, "I love you", but it's f*ck lil' b*tch, she bipolar (Woo)
b*tch, we pop that stick, ayy, b*tch we rock that Rick, ayy
I pull up wit' my cane and, man, she ride that di*k, ayy (Vroom, vroom)
We don't f*ck with no rats, ayy, ain't no White Boy Ricks, ayy
This that GG sh*t, only see this sh*t on the TV (GG), b*tch, ayy
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