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slimmy b & dj gutta butta – shit talking كلمات اغاني

[intro: slimmy b]
(dj gutta b_tta, yes yes)
skurr, skurr, skurr, skurr, skurrr
n_gga, n_gga, n_gga

[verse 1: slimmy b]
wearing sh_t i can’t pr_nounce and sh_t you can’t afford (lil’ n_gga)
i grab my strap tight when i hear knocking at the door (who is that?)
pull up in that cat, they know it’s me they hear it roar (skrr)
your b_tch begging for this d_ck i only f_cked ’cause i was bored
vlone for my hoodie but my sweats palm angels
your b_tch let me f_ck i beat it up all angles
tryna park a n_gga whip when i let that drake go
was sliding in that benz i be everywhere i can’t go
clutching on this fire on my mind it been birdie (rip my thugs)
losing all these n_ggas back to back i been hurting (i swear to god)
riding in that rolls getting head behind the curtain (give me neck)
paid two bands for the fn it was worth it (lil’ n_gga)
mixing all these drugs, i pour some mud then throw a perc in it
she put that p_ssy on me, it’s so good i might just squirt in it
fifty ain’t enough open that chop i threw a bird in it (throw a hundred)
watching all these cameras at the trap ’cause we got birds ’em
yeah i got a stock up in this glock but i keep fifty close
drop the b_tch in and leave a n_gga whip with fifty holes (boom, boom boom)
shoot the chop just like steph and clay b_tch my jimmy cold
broke the b_tch for everything she got then told her give me more
popped a perc 30 started giggin like i’m diddy combs
my b_tch from the hood but she like to act saditty though
sucka n_ggas talking out they ass until we get ’em gone
yeah a n_gga gained a couple pounds but i’m still slimmy though
n_gga
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
yeah, choppa clip too big got a fitting problem (b_tch)
.40 loud sound like the engine starting (vrrm)
drive the h_llcat like i’m in a ‘rari
a hundred bands on me, all slips look like i did a robbery
i’m a goat up in my city and a millionaire
just put 200 bowls down and i can get ’em there
they left my n_gga with no bond he had to sit in there
fifties in my buffs, ten thousand when i sit and stare
f_ck them n_ggas and they opps and we want all the smoke
sit that drakey on my shoulder broke my collar bone (ouch)
twenty thousand dollar pitted, i just bought a rover
ghetto n_gga, pour a pint of aky up in bossanova
thirty hanging out my heater i might catch me one
oh he want an extra pint? then i’ma stretch him one
i be thugging with the members, god bless the gun
shot a whole hundred round clip and got an extra one

[outro]
dj gutta b_tta, yes yes

- slimmy b dj gutta butta

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