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slime krime - dress em up lyrics

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lighter up, this one for my dawg
them n+ggas dressed em up
patek plain he just flew to spain
to put his diamonds up

he in the car with his youngin he clutching his 30
you f+ck n+ggas don’t wanna die
we was outside with them switches
n+ggas gone die if he mention

double cup f+ck yo kidney
we used to pray for a victim
shoot out with n+ggas and b+tches
we was on go when it pop off

why the f+ck your wanna show out
finally slammed that lil hoe out
you don’t know nothing bout loyalty
i put a brick on a n+gga for playing with jo

two of these b+tches recording me
please don’t record me i gotta hoe on the low

hope that you ready for actions
you know that i’m packing
i don’t give a f+ck i’m the goat
won’t catch me lacking in traffic

i catch yo lil rental and smack it
dress that boy up in the fashion
i’m having gunna’s on feet
i’m having 100s on me, yeah lil b+tch

he got a watch and a chain
he got a bracelet and ring, yeah yeah yeah
he held it down with the bl!cky
when ever them times got sticky

he go to war with a 50
we go to war n+gga f+ck
i straight embarrassed them n+ggas
he got the stick with the ammo

we in the trap going rambo
i had to micro the draco
i put a deuce in a f+go
i put a whole in your bagel

i will not sign to yo label
gwop life to death that’s the label
above and beyond for the guys
no i can’t f+ck with you haters

go get me some paper
so i can stay up with the guys
you say that you love me but you cross me
that sh+t there be f+cking me up
fn i’m cautious these n+ggas ain’t hitting me up

lighter up, this one for my dawg
them n+ggas dressed em up
patek plain he just flew to spain
to put his diamonds up

he in the car with his youngin he clutching his 30
you f+ck n+ggas don’t wanna die
we was outside with them switches
n+ggas gone die if he mention

double cup f+ck yo kidney
we used to pray for a victim
shoot out with n+ggas and b+tches
we was on go when it pop off

why the f+ck your wanna show out
finally slammed that lil hoe out
you don’t know nothing bout loyalty
i put a brick on a n+gga for playing with jo

two of these b+tches recording me
please don’t record me i gotta hoe on the low

he ran it up in the trenches
he used to jump over fences
he use to run with lil jimmy
he got a switch on that glizzy

he mix celine with the fendi
he mite just f+ck his kidney
he drinking lean for a way out
kuz them just hit for a 50

shot up the room on the way out
my brother them hit for them brickies
we having sticks when we pop out
no i’m not playing no games

we all be feeling the same
how i knew you wasn’t gone rock out
n+ggas no you ain’t a shotta
i done sent shots at your patnas

i done pulled up in a benz
but wanted a vert i put that lil b+tch on a shirt
i done pulled up with roxy’s
she wanted a perc i thought lil sh+t was gone work

lighter up, this one for my dawg
them n+ggas dressed em up
patek plain he just flew to spain
to put his diamonds up

he in the car with his youngin he clutching his 30
you f+ck n+ggas don’t wanna die
we was outside with them switches
n+ggas gone die if he mention

double cup f+ck yo kidney
we used to pray for a victim
shoot out with n+ggas and b+tches
we was on go when it pop off

why the f+ck your wanna show out
finally slammed that lil hoe out
you don’t know nothing bout loyalty
i put a brick on a n+gga for playing with jo

two of these b+tches recording me
please don’t record me i gotta hoe on the low



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