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td ceasar - gucci slides lyrics

[intro]
yeah, gang
gucci slides, yeah
aye, yeah
man, f-ck this effect
everybody doin’ it now
get to the beat

[chorus]
f-ck, p-ssy, you a opp, i got fronted for my double
spin your homie block, he get popped just like a bouble
i stay in the streets, momma said, “stay outta trouble”
and your hands up in the air, i made you drop just like a fumble
i got – i got gucci slides, but these p-ss-es can’t see me
i be sippin’ fiji, remember in the 3-3
i remember back in ’17, when it was free me
i might run up on your f-ckin’ block, it is too easy

[verse]
i got a f-ckin’ scope, got a reticle
hit your homie with a bullet, centricle
run up on a p-ssy block, it’s ethical
p-ssy, i got commas, not no decimals
i just took your hoe, she a freak b-tch
f-ckin’ on that hoe, it’s a leakage
talkin’ all that sh-t, come and meet this
homie, you could never f-ckin’ reach it
see me in a foreign whip, with my foreign b-tch
four-inch d-ck, is what you got, ralph lauren prints
on my tags, i’m affordin’ it, you gon’ throw a fit
bend her over like contortionist, you can’t afford this sh-t
b-tch, you do know, that i’m f-ckin’ reckless
hundred fifty k, on a f-ckin’ necklace
run up on my block, i leave you f-ckin’ headless
new extended clip, it’s almost f-ckin’ endless

- td ceasar lyrics

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