trae tha truth - slow & tip toe lyrics
[intro: trae tha truth]
yeah
know what i’m talkin’ ‘bout?
screwed up cl1ck
h-town
[hook: trae tha truth & big moe]
hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
hoes be on my- hoes be on my zipper zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers clippers
i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip toe
[interlude: trae tha truth]
tryna take a n-gga’s trunk off mane
june 27th n-gga, come on
[verse 1: trae tha truth
coming down the boule’ moving slow
i was draped to drip right out the door
everything was clean like what you know
you ain’t down with screw you got to go
riding gl-ss, me i call it fours
i’m the sh-t, you sense it through your nose
bang all through your body like it’s blowers
pop the door, you feel it through your toes
rack for rack, i guess i got to count it
after that, it’s racks i got to count it
when i’m done, i package, out of town it
i done lost my mind and never found it
keep a light like i’m coors
brand new house, i’m p-ssed, too many doors
i guess my sh-t way better than yours
i was getting platinum, steel, getting awards
i’m gon’ go tonight, i’ll show you rif’
you not tryna win, i’m not your type
fresh out texas, might just take a flight
hit your b-tch and greet her with the pipe
from the back or in the throat i might
beat it up, you think i’m tryna fight
something foreign, skin she got was bright
chain was black, the diamonds on it white
[hook: big moe]
hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
hoes be on my- hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
[hook: big moe]
hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
hoes be on my- hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
hoes be on my
[verse 2: trae tha truth]
i rep the hood, bottom of it
from the west, therefore you gotta love it
foreign cl-ssy but i gotta thug it
f-ck the crib, i’m tryna shine in public
n-gga i ain’t finna play with ‘em
i’ma swing any day with ‘em
i’ll trip and the k get ‘em
jump line, you’ll stay with ‘em
i used to be creased up, jeans creased down
down 16, going south, east bound
i was caught up in the game, no rebound
you ain’t sounding like truth, can’t be ‘round
i was slow, loud, and banging
you don’t know that n-gga, what was you dranking?
i rep the city from collin to rankin
i went to business with benjamin franklin
[hook: big moe]
hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
hoes be on my- hoes be on my zipper
i’m bald fade with the clippers
i’ma- i’ma hit the boulevard slow and tip
hoes be on my
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