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stanwill - slime ball lyrics
[intro]
yeah (stan, turn me up)
real sh_ttyboyz sh_t
she gon’ f_ck ’cause the sh_ttyboyz hitting, dumbass n_gga
ha_ha, yeah
matter fact, she gon’ f_ck ’cause my chain dance, ha_ha
sh_ttyboyz, sh_ttyboyz (yeah, yeah, okay)
[verse]
she gon’ f_ck ’cause my chain dance
mirror tint buffs, f_ck a ray_ban
unky play with rock, he a caveman
you ain’t sb, dsm? b_tch, ain’t mans
my b_tch bougie, she not f_cking if you ain’t stan
[?] in my [?] b_tch, i can’t stand
i quit cheating on my b_tch, now i’m a changed man
b_tch, i’m getting rich or dying trying, that’s my game plan
road run, i don’t side walk
crack cards, don’t get dimes off
why is yo b_tch on my b_lls?
if it’s up, we sending .223s through his drywall
wipe his nose, i be running with some slimeb_lls
said it’s on the floor, we spilt him there like pine_sol
gotta come up out them racks if you want my saucе
yo b_tch on me like a eyеlid ’cause she know i ball
[?] on our head, now [?] his face on
god got a ruler and i ride with the draco
[?] wocky mix when unky count his pesos
cutting into hoes, you wanna f_ck? then just say so
green, pink, and blue, sh_t, the pockets look like rainbows
n_ggas think they wanna play with us until it’s game on
used to laugh at me, now i’m f_cking on them same hoes
if bro ain’t k!ll his ass, he in the spittle tryna hang on
they done got yo motherf_cking baby in that one bag
went and bought another glock like i don’t got enough mags
on my way to somerset like i don’t pop enough tags
[?] got yo baby looking like i’m tryna flunk class
catch me in the strip, i’m upping blues while i touch ass
gotta know if you ain’t running with us, better run fast
marching like nick cannon ’cause the bl!cky got a drum mag
she don’t know i only like her neck, with her dumbass
huh, huh, yeah, huh, with her dumbass, alright, huh
twenties green, fifties pink but my hundreds blue
team full of l’s, y’all ain’t seen no w’s
if it’s up then it’s stuck, n_gga, f_ck a truce
funny how yo baby tryna eat me like a lunchable
wouldn’t even cuff a b_tch if i was dpd
drac’ tucked but i’m still rocking yeezy sneaks
all yo baby know is punch like i’m ggg
since i’m up, all these b_tches wanna sleep with me
she was talking down, now that mouth where my p_n_s be
seven hundred horses, we evade the cops easily
yo b_tch cheating on you ’cause she know you got teeny cheese
b_tch, i’m eating off the 201s, not no ebt
[outro]
ha_ha, yeah (stan, turn me up)
sh_ttyboyz, dog sh_t militia, that’s on every song, dumbass n_gga
whole lotta gang sh_t
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