100s - Slow Drip Songtexte

Songtexte Slow Drip - 100s




At it again in but mama Jewish
But I'm still black up on them papers
They gon flag me down
Pull me out then pat me down
Black and white undercover
Them just my cigarettes, thank you brother
Motherfucker, bounce
He prolly mad a nigga like me all up in his house right now
Daughter came back from college with that knowledge
Jungle fever got on her back
Cause she went black, she never went back
Kiss that foe
And pick another target if you miss that hoe
You gon fuck around, another nigga gon list that hoe
And you gon be mad as fuck if you went raw when you hit that hoe
Jaw locked up, I can't make an appearance
I'm too busy on the balcony, drunk screaming my lyrics
And you gon know when you hear it
I got that voice that make them hoes
Rub on they self and then cum on they self
I'm tryna ball like I got a degree in something in common
And it's a high demand for but not with your hands though
Threesome popped off with these two hoes
A nigga never slithered away, I let em scissor away
And you feel it all in your nose
And that trip go all down your throat
And you smell it all on your clothes
It get slow while kissing them foes
Some niggas out there listing these hoes
Some niggas out there missing these hoes
Most niggas out there friends with they foes
It get slow while kissing them foes
Yeah I got another 16 in me and uh
Yeah my box got another 16 in it
And I just want something cool with some TVs in it
So I can park, watch porn and then see me in it
Saw my big cousin from back in the day
Strung out on that shit, it's all love, I gave him dub
And two cigarettes and a meal to keep him strong
And I told him be safe, I do more when I'm on
Then it hit me, tripping and shit
I might just nod off and then nod on, I been sipping the shit
I need bed and some head and a jacket and ring
With a fine bitch to match it among other things
And some player music
Fresh gator music
That 78th, 5th floor, elevator music
That don't do what you won't do but you will do what I ask you
And that same day that I macked you, I put it out there
Let me roll, let me roll, let me bounce, let me roll
Let me roll, let me roll, let me bounce, let me roll
Let me roll
While this shit take its toll and I get dumb lost in your soul
And you feel it all in your nose
And that trip go all down your throat
And you smell it all on your clothes
It get slow while kissing them foes
Some niggas out there listing these hoes
Some niggas out there missing these hoes
Most niggas out there friends with they foes
It get slow while kissing them foes



Autor(en): Joseph Waks, Kossisko Konan


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