The Sleazy Way lyrics

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[Intro]
(Mmm, let me hear somethin', Sammy)
pus*y so damn good, I damn near moved in it
Won't catch me trippin' off no b*tch, 'cause I tie my shoes, n*gga
I got too much beef, I gotta move with it

[Chorus]
I got too much beef, I gotta move with it (Move with it)
pus*y so damn good, I damn near moved in it (Ooh)
Won't catch me trippin' off no b*tch, 'cause I tie my shoes, n*gga (Tie my shoes, n*gga)
XD with the ruler in it, but this ain't for school, n*gga (This ain't for school, n*gga)
I'm not finna fight no b*tch, I shoot n*ggas (Bah)
Don't f*ck with no new guys, we don't recruit n*ggas (Don't recruit n*ggas)
Don't flash me that lil' gun, you better shoot, n*gga (Better shoot that b*tch)
'Cause if I get the ups first, then you through, n*gga (b*tch, I'ma shoot that b*tch)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, catch me an opp, watch how I get off with this chop-chop (Grrt)
Last n*gga died that tried to do a skit on my block (Stupid)
We wiped his nosе
Thought he was a slime, well, blood, it's timе to go (Slatt)
Bro shoot when I say, my name ain't Simon, though (Grrt, grrt)
Sleazy, stick through this b*tch, so please be easy (Be easy)
You don't wanna start no sh*t, then end up on the TV
It's like that (Dumbass)
Moonwalk with this chopstick like Mike Jack (Woo)
pus*y so damn good, I felt it bite back (Woo)
Walk up, f*ck a drive-by, know we gon' hop out (Come here)
K shells like havin' a baby, these b*tches pop out (Bah)
Ain't no one-on-ones, dummy, you gettin' stomped out
I ain't talkin' 'bout no damn lotion when I let pumps out (Grrt, grrt)
[Chorus]
I got too much beef, I gotta move with it (Move with it)
pus*y so damn good, I damn near moved in it (Ooh)
Won't catch me trippin' off no b*tch, 'cause I tie my shoes, n*gga (Tie my shoes, n*gga)
XD with the ruler in it, but this ain't for school, n*gga (This ain't for school, n*gga)
I'm not finna fight no b*tch, I shoot n*ggas (Bah)
Don't f*ck with no new guys, we don't recruit n*ggas (Don't recruit n*ggas)
Don't flash me that lil' gun, you better shoot, n*gga (Better shoot that b*tch)
'Cause if I get the ups first, then you through, n*gga (b*tch, I'ma shoot that b*tch)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, pull up my pants and watch me dance, lil' b*tch, I'm in a groove (Woo)
Use hella spit when you suck this or I'ma tell you move (Move, b*tch)
Sleaze, why you talk to me like that? You hella rude (Uh-huh)
Man, is we finna f*ck or not? b*tch, pick and choose (Pick and choose)
b*tch, shut up, on Live about the beef, you n*ggas talk too much (Rats)
The politics stay in the streets, you boys be wired up
And n*ggas don't want smoke with we, they still ain't fired up (Sparkin')
I'm really out here in the streets, I'm not like Meyer, cuz (Nah)
And, b*tch, don't ask me what's poppin', 'cause I am not a Blood (Nah)
'Cause I'ma think you set trippin' and I'ma fire slugs (Grrt)
b*tch, it's GDN, but you know what it was
Don't ask what I bang, 'cause, b*tch, I throw it up

[Chorus]
I got too much beef, I gotta move with it (Move with it)
pus*y so damn good, I damn near moved in it (Ooh)
Won't catch me trippin' off no b*tch, 'cause I tie my shoes, n*gga (Tie my shoes, n*gga)
XD with the ruler in it, but this ain't for school, n*gga (This ain't for school, n*gga)
I'm not finna fight no b*tch, I shoot n*ggas (Bah)
Don't f*ck with no new guys, we don't recruit n*ggas (Don't recruit n*ggas)
Don't flash me that lil' gun, you better shoot, n*gga (Better shoot that b*tch)
'Cause if I get the ups first, then you through, n*gga (b*tch, I'ma shoot that b*tch)
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