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baby tate – slut him out again كلمات اغاني

sl_t him out again lyrics
[intro: baby tate]
yeah, uh, yeah
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)

[chorus: baby tate]
i’m just tryna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
gargle on his kids, then spit ’em in his mouth (in his mouth)
i told him slurp me up like spaghetti
he thought he was a freak ’til he met me (yeah)
and now i’m finna show him what it’s ’bout (yeah)

[post_chorus: baby tate]
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)

[verse 1: baby tate]
where the f_ck the freak n_ggas at? i’m tryna see ’em (yeah)
all up in my section, it’s packed like coliseums (yeah)
they say the nasty n_ggas in jail, i tell ’em, “free ’em” (free ’em)
i’m finna put that n_gga through h_ll, i’m finna heat him (ah)
hot like a sauna, slipplin’ out the condom
freak in me told me to go get him, so i got him (yeah)
he say “you nasty,” i said, “what’s the problem?”
don’t you want a b_tch to throw that d_ck back like a shot?
yeah, and i don’t need chasers
lady in the streets, dominatrix on paper
i’ma do a trick on him if he throw that paper
hit him with that gawk, call me tony hawk, i’m a skater
i get gnarly, b_tch, i get gross
wait until you see what i can do with my toes
i’m finna turn that n_gga to a sl_t, amber rose
and then i’m bussin’ twenty one times on his nose
[chorus: baby tate]
i’m just tryna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
gargle on his kids, then spit ’em in his mouth (in his mouth)
i told him slurp me up like spaghetti
he thought he was a freak ’til he met me (yeah)
and now i’m finna show him what it’s ’bout (yeah)

[post_chorus: baby tate & kali]
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
i’m finna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
kali

[verse 2: kali]
i’m finna sl_t this b_tch out
can’t make it to the bed ‘cause she tapped out on the couch
heard she got a n_gga, put my p_ssy in her mouth
i can take your n_gga or your b_tch, f_ck that house
i said what i said
upside down in the p_ssy like he standin’ on the kid
he said that he a dog, guess that’s why he like to beg
i’m a real freak b_tch, i don’t want no weak d_ck
gotta eat this ass like 7 days a week, sis
i could tell he ain’t never had a nasty b_tch
finna cuss this n_gga out if he keep missing the cl_t
all in my ear moanin’ like a freak hoe
in the p_ssy drownin’, you could say he got a deep throat
why b_tches love tellin’ me that he a hoe?
‘cause i don’t give a f_ck, know i love a sl_t n_gga
love when he hit it from the back
might just say his name, he gon’ make my b_tt bigger
kali
[chorus: baby tate]
i’m just tryna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
gargle on his kids, then spit ’em in his mouth (in his mouth)
i told him slurp me up like spaghetti
he thought he was a freak ’til he met me (yeah)
and now i’m finna show him what it’s ’bout (yeah)

[verse 3: baby tate]
i’m finna show this n_gga every position in kama sutra (yeah)
finna put his big oblongata in my medulla
b_tch, i’m finna bust open wide ’cause i’m a shooter
he said “i never did this before,” well, i’m a tutor
let me show you how the real freaks get down dirty and filthy
i like to get messy, ain’t n0body scared of a lil’ skeet
buss it on my face, they say, “nut keep that skin clean”
put it on him so good, i got him beggin’ me, like chill please
h_ll nah, n_gga, this your class, use your tongue when you l!ck this ass
spittin’ on it make it look like glass, up and down my neck, my back
just like that, l!ck my p_ssy and my crack
i can hop on it, spin around, keep the d_ck still intact
i mean, keep the d_ck still inside
i was bumpin’ trina when i learned how to ride
i was scared of the d_ck ’til i heard kim
and listenin’ to nicki taught me that that ménage ain’t just for him
[chorus: baby tate]
i’m just tryna sl_t this n_gga out (sl_t him out)
gargle on his kids, then spit ’em in his mouth (in his mouth)
i told him slurp me up like spaghetti
he thought he was a freak ’til he met me (yeah)
and now i’m finna show him what it’s ’bout (yeah)

[outro: baby tate]
mmm, was talkin’ all that tough sh_t in the text messages
why you sittin’ so far over there?
why your pants still on?[intro: baby tate]
yeah, uh, yeah
(hitkidd, what it do, man?)

- baby tate

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