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she slimey like me - lil crix lyrics

[intro: dej loaf & lil crix]
even though i live my life on the road
doesn’t mean i don’t have time for you (that boy is different money)
plenty have tried, almost came close
but none of them compare to you
so let’s live our life, more than one night
promise if i could, i’d do it twice
so what you say? put ’em on pause, press play
what i say, n*gga? (hold on, i got more to say)

[chorus: lil crix]
bad b*tch came from uruguay (uh), brand of the chops be portuguese (grrah)
she gangster, yeah, she from the south, they more polite, you go overseas (more polite overseas)
drenchin’ sh*t like herb, when i first i started, i couldn’t even rap on beat (no bap)
love when i’m deep in it, i lay her down and start to grab her feet (uh, uh, uh)
tell me that you love me, if you don’t, what you gon’ do for me? (uh*huh)
if i were to slide, only my mama, my girl keep my mind off the street (uh)
you know she love to talk, should hear her moan when i go down to feast (uh, uh, uh)
mm, diamonds, chanel, dior, van cleefs for her, amari, see

[verse: lil crix]
when i’m throwin’, i’m poundin’ her down, sh*t fall on the ground, it sound like we fightin’
turn her around, i’m pinnin’ her down, l!ck her, grip her, kiss her (uh, uh, come here)
eighty dollars eighths, i’m smokin’ za, i call that lil’ chinese (uh*huh)
come slop me and she slimy just like me, we twins like wesame
look, don’t take it personal, if i ever, bae, would you die for me? (look)
i don’t believe in love no more, everyone i trust done lied to me (everyone lied to me)
facetime, showin’ it off, she screamin’, “look” while dancin’ in her thong (you look good, mama)
she could be on facetime only smilin’, i still wanna f*ck the phone (you look good, mama)
he don’t even buy you nothin’, girl, at least i buy you chrome (i buy you chrome)
he can’t even tell you stay inside, that n*gga don’t own a home (he don’t own a home)
he can’t even worry ’bout who you textin’, bro don’t pay your phone (he don’t even pay your phone)
broke as sh*t, the sh*t he make in a week, i spent on cologne
[chorus: lil crix]
bad b*tch came from uruguay (uh), brand of the chops be portuguese (grrah)
she gangster, yeah, she from the south, they more polite, you go overseas (more polite overseas)
drenchin’ sh*t like herb, when i first i started, i couldn’t even rap on beat (no bap)
love when i’m deep in it, i lay her down and start to grab her feet (uh, uh, uh)
tell me that you love me, if you don’t, what you gon’ do for me? (uh*huh)
if i were to slide, only my mama, my girl keep my mind off the street (uh)
you know she love to talk, should hear her moan when i go down to feast (uh, uh, uh)
mm, diamonds, chanel, dior, van cleefs for her, amari, see

[outro: lil crix]
okay, okay, okay, okay

- lil crix lyrics

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