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lirik lagu the sleazy way – sleazyworld go

[intro]
(mmm, let me hear somethin’, sammy)
p*ssy so d*mn good, i d*mn near moved in it
won’t catch me trippin’ off no b*tch, ’cause i tie my shoes, n*gga
i got too much beef, i gotta move with it

[chorus]
i got too much beef, i gotta move with it (move with it)
p*ssy so d*mn good, i d*mn near moved in it (ooh)
won’t catch me trippin’ off no b*tch, ’cause i tie my shoes, n*gga (tie my shoes, n*gga)
xd with the ruler in it, but this ain’t for school, n*gga (this ain’t for school, n*gga)
i’m not finna fight no b*tch, i shoot n*ggas (bah)
don’t f*ck with no new guys, we don’t recruit n*ggas (don’t recruit n*ggas)
don’t flash me that lil’ gun, you better shoot, n*gga (better shoot that b*tch)
’cause if i get the ups first, then you through, n*gga (b*tch, i’ma shoot that b*tch)
[verse 1]
ayy, catch me an opp, watch how i get off with this chop*chop (grrt)
last n*gga died that tried to do a skit on my block (stupid)
we wiped his nosе
thought he was a slime, well, blood, it’s timе to go (slatt)
bro shoot when i say, my name ain’t simon, though (grrt, grrt)
sleazy, stick through this b*tch, so please be easy (be easy)
you don’t wanna start no sh*t, then end up on the tv
it’s like that (dumbass)
moonwalk with this chopstick like mike jack (woo)
p*ssy so d*mn good, i felt it bite back (woo)
walk up, f*ck a drive*by, know we gon’ hop out (come here)
k sh*lls like havin’ a baby, these b*tches pop out (bah)
ain’t no one*on*ones, dummy, you gettin’ stomped out
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no d*mn lotion when i let pumps out (grrt, grrt)

[chorus]
i got too much beef, i gotta move with it (move with it)
p*ssy so d*mn good, i d*mn near moved in it (ooh)
won’t catch me trippin’ off no b*tch, ’cause i tie my shoes, n*gga (tie my shoes, n*gga)
xd with the ruler in it, but this ain’t for school, n*gga (this ain’t for school, n*gga)
i’m not finna fight no b*tch, i shoot n*ggas (bah)
don’t f*ck with no new guys, we don’t recruit n*ggas (don’t recruit n*ggas)
don’t flash me that lil’ gun, you better shoot, n*gga (better shoot that b*tch)
’cause if i get the ups first, then you through, n*gga (b*tch, i’ma shoot that b*tch)
[verse 2]
ayy, pull up my pants and watch me dance, lil’ b*tch, i’m in a groove (woo)
use h*lla spit when you suck this or i’ma tell you move (move, b*tch)
sleaze, why you talk to me like that? you h*lla rude (uh*huh)
man, is we finna f*ck or not? b*tch, pick and choose (pick and choose)
b*tch, shut up, on live about the beef, you n*ggas talk too much (rats)
the politics stay in the streets, you boys be wired up
and n*ggas don’t want smoke with we, they still ain’t fired up (sparkin’)
i’m really out here in the streets, i’m not like meyer, cuz (nah)
and, b*tch, don’t ask me what’s poppin’, ’cause i am not a blood (nah)
’cause i’ma think you set trippin’ and i’ma fire slugs (grrt)
b*tch, it’s gdn, but you know what it was
don’t ask what i bang, ’cause, b*tch, i throw it up

- sleazyworld go

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