bossman dlow - too slippery lyrics
[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery n+gga
i’m wit’ the f+ckin’ sharks, you wit’ the fishes n+gga
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest n+gga
caution sign on my neck, sh+t a sixty n+gga
yeah, i’m mr. too skinny n+gga
matter fact call me mr. chase that cheese n+gga
grams on my wrist, sh+t cost like ten g’s n+gga
i feel like bugs, got all these karats on my t++th n+gga
[verse 1: bossman dlow]
windows five percent tinted, can’t even see it’s me
i done missed a couple plays, my sh+t on dnd
put me in the f+ckin’ game, i’m a mvp
take you out that [?], put you in a amg
b+tch i count chicken, she know i’m aroused n+gga
too slippery entertainment, come step in my office n+gga
take a n+gga b+tch, she say ”dlow you be saucy baby”
tired of f+ckin’ wit’ them lames, come f+ck wit’ some bosses baby
she don’t want no puppy, she want a big dog
washed my clothes the other day, found a ten ball
flip phone for the jug, this a throwaway
i’m ridin’ wit’ some shooters, we look like golden state
[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery n+gga
i’m wit’ the f+ckin’ sharks, you wit’ the fishes n+gga
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest n+gga
caution sign on my neck, sh+t a sixty n+gga
yeah, i’m mr. too skinny n+gga
matter fact call me mr. chase that cheese n+gga
grams on my wrist, sh+t cost like ten g’s n+gga
i feel like bugs, got all these karats on my t++th n+gga
[verse 2: luh tyler]
in my bag, my pockets deeper than the sea n+gga
you don’t bring nothin’ to the plate then i can’t eat wit’ you
all that sh+t, you do it fake, you just a pretender
they say my flow so cold but i still bring the heat n+gga
beat n+ggas, say i want some bread so they want beef wit’ us
bad bih’, hair and nails done, that sh+t on fleek n+gga
you ain’t f+ck ’cause you ain’t him but she let ski hit her
i’ma run me up that cheese and walk these beats n+gga
[chorus: bossman dlow & luh tyler]
i’m mr. too slippery n+gga
i’m wit’ the f+ckin’ sharks, you wit’ the fishes n+gga
hop straight out the bentley, i’m the biggest n+gga
caution sign on my neck, sh+t a sixty n+gga
yeah, i’m mr. too skinny n+gga
matter fact call me mr. chase that cheese n+gga
grams on my wrist, sh+t cost like ten g’s n+gga
i feel like bugs, got all these karats on my t++th n+gga
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