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lil bibby - sleeping on the floor كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
where your -ss was at when i was sleepin’ on the floor?
where your -ss was at when i was sleepin’ on the floor?

[verse 1: lil bibby + g herbo]
that .40 got a drum, b-tch i feel like nick cannon, ay
raised in the slums so you know i’m still damaged, ay
told her let me f-ck, ho you know i’m real mannish
i get love from the plug, i be makin’ shit vanish
and we from 79th & essex but the migo speakin’ spanish
sometimes he be talkin’ plays, i can’t even understand it
i’m like manny?
don’t you panic, double wrap and keep it landed
have the pack gone when it land, i get the racks and rubber-band it
b-tch don’t get it twisted, i’m no limits, i’m a savage, ay
blow a n-gg- down if he pull up right here cappin’, ay
b-tch i be with shooters, all my n-gg-s don’t be rappin’, ay
drop a n-gg-, tell the coppers “i don’t know what happened,” ay
got my .40 and it’s on me, dolo, lowkey, i’m in traffic
tony fly back to pay 100 off an oz, i was trappin’that 800 i just spent it on margielas, call it cappin’
week before i had to show ya’ll line g herbo’s n-gg-s clappin’, ay
all my n-gg-s bout that action, quit that yappin’ ‘fore i slap ’em
we got 30s in them rugers, have my shooters get to clappin
and we don’t got no love for you rappin’ -ss n-gg-s
up there pistol tell them strip, with your f-ggot -ss n-gg-
i got boogers on my wrist, got your sister on my d-ck
got your condo in my pocket, spent your car note on my kicks
and since i cut the lean habit, i’ve been shoppin’ like a b-tch
i just bought givenchy t-shirt shit that woulda been a 6, ay

[verse 2: lil bibby + g herbo]
i’m just a trappin’ -ss n-gg-, you a rappin’ -ss n-gg-
and i’m still in the field with my savage -ss n-gg-s
you could catch me on the block got my youngin’s totin’ glocks
we be ridin’, flippin’ blocks, see the opps, send some shots
now we ridin’ on the e-way gettin’ high, b-tches hotb-tches on me everyday, they just wanna give me top
yeah, you ain’t gotta flex like you ain’t f-ckin’, baby stop
you know my balmains full of knots and your favorite rapper flop
and i be gettin’ guap, ho
tell ’em come and shop, ho
hood name poncho
i’m trappin’ out my condo
gotta make it happen, rappin’, f-ck up, i’mma rob ho
real street n-gg-, i had a nine before rondo, hah

[hook: lil bibby]
you can tell by the flow that a n-gg- from the ‘go
and if n-gg-s want some smoke, have them shooters at your door
and i throw my gang up just to let a n-gg- know
and she suck it like a pro but she can never be my ho
tell her, where your -ss was at when i was sleepin’ on the floor?
b-tch, where your -ss was at when i was sleepin’ on the floor?
say my lil cousin call me and he say he need some dough
where your -ss was at when i was sleepin’ on the floor?

- lil bibby

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