Slick, Throw Me a Cigarette lyrics

by

$uicideboy$


[Intro: Da$H]
Newports only (Uh, yeah)
Don't know 'bout no punchin' in (Uh)
Still punchin' n*ggas the f*ck out though (Yeah, yeah)
Don't know 'bout that sh*t, f*ck you mean (Keep dreamin', pus*y, haha)
Yeah, so (Let's go, uh)
Quit f*ckin' playin' with me (Yeah, so)
Ayy, ayy, so, uh (Yeah, so)

[Chorus: Da$H]
Let my nuts swing like Barry Bonds' bat, uh
If you see our face, b*tch, you know we got straps, uh
If we see your b*tch, bet she throw that ass back, uh
Talkin' all that gangsta sh*t, don't get clapped at, pus*y
Don't get clapped at, uh, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, so
Don't get clapped at, so, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, brr

[Verse 1: Da$H]
Pop the in clip like VHSs in a VCR
If he eat a bar, then he seein' stars
n*gga talkin' hard, n*gga seein' God
b*tch is suckin' di*k when she see the car
Play the game like Bobby Fischer
Chess game, checkmate you n*ggas
Picture Dolla fallin' off
Labels callin' while this b*tch is lickin' balls
Got it off of pitchin' nickels in the hall
Top drop like a hot body
Got a homie, got a cop shot up
f*cked a model with the thot body
I been goin' hard since they defined it
Complicated, but I'm simple minded
Everybody lookin' bonafided
Say I hit it in the perfect timin'
Ridin', swervin', geekin', lurkin'
I robbed your plug on purpose
Your b*tch, she said I'm perfect
[Chorus: Da$H]
Let my nuts swing like Barry Bonds' bat, uh
If you see our face, b*tch, you know we got straps, uh
If we see your b*tch, bet she throw that ass back, uh
Talkin' all that gangsta sh*t, don't get clapped at, pus*y
Don't get clapped at, uh, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, so
Don't get clapped at, so, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, brr

[Verse 2: Germ]
Yup, got that product, work the product, flip the product
Did it all for legal dollars
Super star, Holocaust, guns is drawn
Dolla balled, I'ma fall through
Same dudes, you knew, not no more
I'm loaded up, narcotics runnin' through my body, uh
New phase, big cup
Screwface, dumb lit
Stop it now, you ain't movin' how I'm movin'
Tie the noose, a n*gga's body bag
Comin' with that verse, lay it down
Bad sh*t, childish lil' ho gave me acid
To the verse, slidin', speedin'
Cup of purple, leanin', swervin'
Bringin' ruckus wherever you lay at
Stains on the welcome mat, they know 'bout that
[Chorus: Da$H & $crim]
Let my nuts swing like Barry Bonds' bat, uh
If you see our face, b*tch, you know we got straps, uh
If we see your b*tch, bet she throw that ass back, uh
Talkin' all that gangsta sh*t, don't get clapped at, pus*y
Don't get clapped at, (hol' up, hol' up) uh, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, so (b*tch!)
Don't get clapped at, so, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, brr

[Verse 3: $crim]
Shoot a gram of that heron
Poppin' xannies, I’m f*cked up
Still ridin' ‘round like Dwayne Carter
He highly booming like [?]
Germ and Dolla my blood brothers
Yung Mutt and me got the same blood
Share the same drugs, then poppin' them
Them murderers, them burglars
Throwaway right on the station
[?]
[?] pokerface
Ridin' around with [?]
I’ve been forsaken forever and then dead
I found my place
And I am going all gone
Gone, gone, gone as I pull down the trigger, huh
Fell down the stairs, made a stain on the window
Loose Skrew, motherf*ckers screaming Grey, Grey, Grey
East Side, 59, all day, motherf*cker
[Outro: Da$H]
Don't get clapped at, uh, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, so
Don't get clapped at, so, don't get clapped at, yeah
Don't get clapped at, pus*y, don't get clapped at, brr
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