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momoney moo & realrich izzo & lik & fwc big key & lil head 392 – slatt talk lyrics

[verse 1: lik]
boy you ain’t no slime you just d-ck suckin’
and why you cuffin’ all them hoes that we been f-ckin’
n-ggas sendin’ all them shots but ain’t hit nothin’
and when i put this glock to use i bet i hit somethin’
and i’m a legend on the block, i feel like tim duncan
and you would think the trap zion how this b-tch jumpin’
in that jam i’m gon’ shoot you’d prolly get to runnin’
in them stores i jam too, the clerk such a dummy

[verse 2: realrich izzo]
n-ggas talk a lot of slatt
catch you actin’ like you slime, you gon’ get yo -ss slapped
before a verse, she used to f-ck me off the racks
now i ain’t even gotta talk, she gon’ f-ck because i rap

[verse 3: momoney moo & realrich izzo]
the b-tch a gnat
probably f-ckin’ off the scat
i’m so slatt lil’ b-tch let me hit it in the back
aye, my n-ggas on it probably rollin’ in the back
you better dodge when them demons get to yankin’ out the cat
if you ridin’ clean, melly take him out his scat
i heard you (?)
n-gga
f-ck front, i’m finna take him out the back
strapped up, even if i’m in a caddie ion lack

[verse 4: lik & momoney moo]
this b-tch a freak, i den broke her lil’ back
she got to bustin’ like a uzi, while i’m rippin’ out her tracks
this ain’t that, i say slatt, and them boys gon’ leave you wacked n-gga
and i say slime, and them boys get on yo -ss n-gga
when they on yo -ss, they gon’ leave you in the p-ss n-gga
snitching think you sl!ck, prolly wanna ask the last n-gga

[verse 5: realrich izzo & momoney moo]
run forest, boy don’t end up like the last n-gga
forest move fast then them bullets in yo -ss n-gga
don’t mind us this that slatt talk
moo said he want cat, i want track hawk
my mind gon’, sh-t i think i want the lam truck
why i’m drunk as f-ck, wastin’ patron on my lamb chops
imma shoot this whole 30 til my hand lock
or come flying in trippin’ like i’m hanc-ck
this n-gga actin’ tough, like he hanc-ck
goofy lil’ n-gga that’s that sh-t that got yo mans dropped

[verse 6: fwc big key]
aye, slatt talk, you ain’t my kind
just because you know my mans, you not my slime
its key b-tch i could punch a whole yacht, if i tried
bury me with an embosser, b-tch when i die
b-tch we in traffic with them sticks
when i say i’m with my slime, not that sh-t that be on nic’ n-gga
she can’t take it, i got her bustin’ off the tip
you would’ve thought that b-tch was g-y the way she runnin’ from the d-ck n-gga

[verse 7: lik & fwc big key]
bro don’t think about trying, cause you know i got the bl!ck
get to p-ssing out shots, like i’m sippin’ on the fifth
auntie just hit my line, say she need another fix
free my n-ggas doin’ time, we gon’ appeal that lil’ sh-t
cut that sh-t out boy you is not a demon, my bestfriend a ghost like i’m tommy eagan

[verse 8: lil head 392]
b-tch i’m the ghost but i am not with keisha
in that room my mouth closed, like i’m tired of breathin’
b-tch it’s lil’ head
every time i with yo b-tch, i get a lil’ head
10,000 ain’t no loaf that’s some lil’ bread
the n-gga that you call yo plug, that’s my lil’ mans

- momoney moo realrich izzo lik fwc big key lil head 392 lyrics

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