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chief keef - don't slip lyrics

[verse]
n+gga stay fit, don’t come on my street
the b+tch know keef got some on his feet
i’m lookin at my son and he grew a couple feet
know i be with my boys and ain’t talkin back street
if you tryna front pull up on back street
i know i got money don’t be tryna tax me
if you on business, n+gga you can fax me
she like when i get the top gone like last weak
it’s 50 to the greys and i’m wearing a hoodie
chief so what’s that i smell that good kushy
i heard you with the police force and you a rookie
i’m walkin around this b+tch like a liquor tootsie
i heard you ain’t tryna f+ck her but you eat the p+ssy
ain’t ain’t even wanna f+ck that b+tch she look weak
told my brother bring me back some clothes from j+penese
i might be wit a chinese but b+tch i’m capanese
eeny, meeny, miny, moe, i got a tiger by its feet
king of the jungle, watching out for rivalries
looked up my shoes and they say made a n+gga lit
went and bought a mop oh yeah i named it slippery
aye, don’t slip n+gga, don’t slip n+gga, don’t slip n+gga
my shoes tied, i don’t trip n+gga
and if i’m in the club i’m in the vip n+gga
light you up led strip n+gga
act like you got it locked you get zipped n+gga
and i’m real f+ckin cool, i got the whips n+gga
n+gga get off yo block and take a trip n+gga
n+gga get off yo block and take a trip n+gga

- chief keef lyrics

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