yhip - shlut
[intro]
yeah (why), shlut (shlut)
huh, on god (shlut), d_mn (shlut)
i just f_cked yo’ hoe (hold up), aye, hold up
woah, h_llo, shlut
h_llo
[chorus]
i just f_cked yo’ hoe (what?), shlut, shlut
she screamin out “shlut”, now she don’t want no mo’
f_ck (shlut), geek up, shlut
had to f_ck a bih right on the floor, ya dig?
d_mn, that hoe is a eater, when i want neck, she can’t say “no”
d_mn, i’m keapin’ my heater, call me “lil snowcone”, neck stay cold
what?
and i put a lean in celine, every time you see me i’m pourin’ a 4
[verse]
twin, but you already know?
say what?
nah, for real, i couldn’t even hear you this dope too loud
then you say “what?”
nah, for real, i’m touchin’ her mind, i’m all in her mouth
i’m too geeked up, my bro shippin’ pounds by hunnids of milеs, he don’t give a f_ck
yeah_yеah, yeah_yeah
i’m smoke me a pound, get high out my mind, i’ve been too up, on god
you f_ck around, my shooter gone go to the gym, yeah, he pushed up
i like my blunt how i like my pizza, mhm, mhm, talm’ bout stuffed crust
put my b_tch on national geographic, ‘cause shawty got a big ole b_tt
you don’t know what i’m talking ‘bout, stripped like a zebra, yeah
i’m tryna get in a hoe, yeah
i’m tryna f_ck on your hoe
wham, 4pf pockets on swole
d_mn, i’m fried, i’m way too gone
why they hit my line? i told ‘em: “hold on”
[chorus]
i just f_cked yo’ hoe (what?), shlut, shlut
she screamin out: “shlut”, now she don’t want no mo’
f_ck (shlut), geek up, shlut
had to f_ck a bih right on the floor, ya dig?
d_mn, that hoe is a eater, when i want neck, she can’t say “no”
d_mn, i’m keapin’ my heater, call me “lil snowcone”, neck stay cold
what?
and i put a lean in celine, every time you see me i’m pourin’ a 4
[verse]
twin, but you already know?
say what?
nah, for real, i couldn’t even hear you this dope too loud
then you say “what?”
nah, for real, i’m touchin’ her mind, i’m all in her mouth
i’m too geeked up, my bro shippin’ pounds by hunnids of miles, he don’t give a f_ck
yeah_yeah, yeah_yeah
i’m smoke me a pound, get high out my mind, i’ve been too up, on god
you f_ck around, my shooter gone go to the gym, yeah, he pushed up
i like my blunt how i like my pizza, mhm, mhm, talm’ bout stuffed crust
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