SLIDE lyrics
by Quality Control
[Intro]
(Grow up, n*gga)
Yeah (Huh, phew, go, phew, go, phew)
[Verse 1]
He got his b*tch took and he said it was cool (Phew)
I could tell it was definitely an issue (Go)
Back home we be swingin' with pistols (Brrt)
If it's smoke, let me know, it's an issue (Phew)
If you're pretty, I might have to kiss you (Phew)
If you're ugly, I hit from the binnack (Yeah)
I'ma nut on her butt when I'm finished (Yeah)
Let the whole world know I'm a menace (Yeah)
Sippin' on drank, swingin' a rack (Phew)
Stealin’ a rack, pullin' a Track'
Yeah, keep it intact, all of my n*ggas know just how to act (Yeah)
These n*ggas act likе they ain't never had b*tchеs, these n*ggas ain't keepin' it player ('Kay)
Beatin' that sh*t out the square, ain't even playin' it fair (Yeah)
Ain't gotta worry, ain't sayin' sh*t, sh*t like I wasn't even there (Huh)
Hit from the back and I pull out her hair, so I bought her some new ones (Okay)
Yeah, blick on my hip and it's stuck to the side like I used me a glue gun (Hm)
Movin' the racks around, ain't trippin', I give 'em some new ones
Yeah, throw out them twenties and tens, I'm keepin' them pink and them blue ones (Yeah)
How he your shooter? On God, he know he ain't shoot none (Shoot)
My stepper cannot go to Canada, he is a nuisance
Wait, what's they stats? This ain't facts (Damn), them ain't racks at all (Damn)
I move around strong-armin' like I'm jackin' off (Yeah)
b*tch, f*ck her friend, all these rap n*ggas is weird
My legs ain't never been in Amiris (Phew), f*ck these rap n*ggas, I'm serious (Phew)
f*ck 'em (Slide), f*ck 'em all
[Chorus]
Slidin' in that Roadster (Slide), slidin' in that 'Cat (Slide)
Slidin' with that nine (Slide), slidin' with that TEC (Slide)
Slidin' with that ho (Phew), slidin' with that b*tch (Slide)
Slidin' with my dawg (Uh), slidin' with my stick (Slide)
Uh, slide, uh, uh, uh, uh, slide
Uh, uh, uh, uh, slide, uh, uh, uh, uh, slide
[Verse 2]
Yeah, what's the word? What's the talk? What they really sayin'?
Thousand Superman pills wrapped up in Saran
She been beggin' her, bring friends, f*ck it, let 'em in
Maxin', I don't crap some, slidin' 'round with straps, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I put that sh*t up on the map, uh
f*ck 'em, yeah, okay
I'm slidin' with my b*tch, uh, slidin' with my b*tch (With my b*tch)
Got four seats, but I use two to hold my riches (Uh, yeah, my riches)
Way too up, can't 'member the last time I washed some dishes (Uh, facts)
Play with us, we step on sh*t, yes, we burn bridges (Woah-woah, uh-huh, woah)
[Outro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh (Damn, yeah)