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eric b wright – slickaa lyrics

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[intro]
(ahhhhh)
let me start for the day, let me f+cking teach you bout that motherf+cking way (yahhhh)
n+ggas gone be like what he f+ck he gonna say (woaaaah)
life is kinda hard when u get a little fame (naaah)
try me f+cking once and you need to f+cking pray (skrrrrr)
yeah i got my brother with me, yeah we don’t play (ahhhhh)
yeah i’m like scarface, yeah we let it spray
better find my money fast, like a f+cking race

[verse]
i’m like sh+t on recline, b+tch that’s the vibe
if i f+ck one (huh), yeah i f+ck twice
hit her from the back (huh)
sh+t from behind
n+ggas talking sh+t
sh+t she was fine
i’m like sh+t, no tick that’s the kick no flip
got a n+gga talking sh+t, yeah we hit him right quick
yeah we pull out with the stick
godd+mn it that’s sick, so six double six
double nine in this b+tch

imma a b9 n+gga, east side line five n+gga
try one of us boy, yeah you gon die n+gga
never was a hard n+gga, never been a b+tch though
but i’ll knock you f+cking ass like i’m f+cking klitschko
shooter on my side, right two two left
everything is different when u balance yourself
feeling like denzel with this numbers on deck
equalize your life patterns everything is next

everybody know it is only one rule (ahhh)
never make a white b+tch pregnant that’s true (ahhh)
use that sh+t once, we ain’t f+cking with you (ahhh)
n+ggas on crack is like yg wearing blue (ahhh)

i ain’t never f+cking with these motherf+cking lames (yahhh)
get your f+cking n+ggas out of the motherf+cking way (ahhh)
all i really want is a f+cking big bank (ahhh)
talk is f+cking cheap, do your motherf+cking thang brah

i live my life (eyyy)
talking sh+t (eyyy)
n+ggas got no stripes (eyyy)
pull up on sight (eyy) (powpowpow)
fake gun but the n+gga got that knife (eyyy)
life is a b+tch then you motherf+cking die (eyyy)

double up (brrrrr) never gave a f+ck
my mali’s they sum shooters you better f+cking duck
i’m like (uhhh), run it up
n+gga got a gun
yeah he be wildin, he be shooting just for fun
i’m like count it up
bentley f+cking truck (skrrrrr)
this n+gga trippin so he gone f+ck you up
run it up, stack it up
i don’t give a sh+t, it better be enough

[outro]
never mix the albanians with the serbs n+gga
never f+ck with the f+cking mob cuz they stir n+ggas
yeah my mob heavy and we run f+cking deep n+gga
yes i am a havoc on this motherf+cking beat n+gga
96 born always been a prodigy
people so shook when they hear a n+gga speak
n+gga you a opp, matter of fact you a skezz
talking all that talk talk n+gga u a b+tch
shut the f+ck up n+gga you don’t run sh+t
always saying he da man, he won’t do sh+t
i ain’t no gang gang, but i’ve never been a b+tch
yeah my n+gga ready so we bang to the east
and i ain’t goon stoop til my mamma gets rich
mali moutherf+cka till i die in this b+tch
never be wrong get it right in these b+tch
if you don’t know it’s eric b wright in this b+tch



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