slave catcher - mg sleepy lyrics
[chorus]
i said i’ll put this belt over your ass like i’m a slave catcher
b*tch i been like that since a jit, you n*ggas fake steppers
big choppa hit him in his sh*t and leave his brain damaged
b*tch the type of pape’ that i be touching, n*ggas can’t make it
you think you f*ckin’ with me, bet you can’t stamp it
b*tch i ran a hunnid up this month, how you ain’t made seven
i said i beat it, hit the bank and went to phoenix like my name kevin
if i pull up on you on the first, then give me pape’ second
[verse 1]
i said b*tch, i spin off in this jeep, i bet you can’t catch it
i said b*tch, i’m goat around this b*tch, i feel like wayne gretzky
i said b*tch, your favorite color red, thеn why you ain’t s*xy?
i said, my n*gga f*ckin’ with them slips, he got thе bank texting
i said i be den did this sh*t for lil’ saint and got to rain dancing
i said i be den popped ’em with my pocket rocket, double o seven
you give me thirty minutes with the b*tch and now the hoe naked
i leave my phone at home when i be sliding, b*tch ain’t no texting
[chorus]
i said i’ll put this belt over your ass like i’m a slave catcher
b*tch i been like that since a jit, you n*ggas fake steppers
big choppa hit him in his sh*t and leave his brain damaged
b*tch the type of pape’ that i be touching, n*ggas can’t make it
you think you f*ckin’ with me, bet you can’t stamp it
b*tch i ran a hunnid up this month, how you ain’t made seven
i said i beat it, hit the bank and went to phoenix like my name kevin
if i pull up on you on the first, then give me pape’ second
[verse 2]
i said b*tch, i spin off in this jeep, i bet you can’t catch it
i told you i’m the goat around this b*tch, i feel like wa*
alr, b*tch my cousin crossed the line and now we ain’t family
i said b*tch, i’m rapping ’til i’m fifty, i need eight grammy’s
b*tch, you saying it’s a issue, why you ain’t press it?
i said nike techs suit with b*ttas on, b*tch i done came danny
i said, you f*ck with baby b*tches, you a r. kelly
two thousand grams of cookie, got the car smelling
i said, i lost my favorite year, then my heart melted
i’m sick as f*ck that n*ggas watched me grow and now they all jealous
i said, f*ck some prada boots, i need some margielas
the type of n*gga buy a different bl!ck and then we all touch it
i said, his p*ssy in your heart, even the dog smell it
b*tch don’t call me asking what i’m on, ’cause that’s the wrong question
[chorus]
i said i’ll put this belt over your ass like i’m a slave catcher
b*tch i been like that since a jit, you n*ggas fake steppers
big choppa hit him in his sh*t and leave his brain damaged
b*tch the type of pape’ that i be touching, n*ggas can’t make it
you think you f*ckin’ with me, bet you can’t stamp it
b*tch i ran a hunnid up this month, how you ain’t made seven
i said i beat it, hit the bank and went to phoenix like my name kevin
if i pull up on you on the first, then give me pape’ second
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