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Slippin
Waka Flocka Flame
Slippin
Slippin - Waka Flocka Flame
Don't let me catch you slippin',
don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don't let me catch you slippin',
don’t let me catch you slippin’
Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the parkin' lot
Young nigga partner change rang in his pockets
No mask so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back cause you know they 'bout it
Don't let me catch you slippin',
don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don't let me catch you slippin',
don't let me catch you slippin'
Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
Send the Pirus get your shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
Now them Clay County niggas got kush out there
Heard he in the H, I call J. Prince Jr
You ain't from the streets you just rap a lot, nigga
Booked for a show in the middle of the hood
You ain't good out there, this is Chi-Town, nigga
Asshole by nature, fuck it I'm Trae
Run that chain, nigga, like it’s a relay
You really pussy that’s what the streets say
Fuck who you know nigga, you gotta pay
Out in PA, fuckin’ with cook
Heard your favorite rapper got his AP took
I’m seein’ green dots, puttin’ money on books
If he broke he hatin’ young nigga get money
Fuckin’ with the white girl, Playboy bunny
Got them niggas lookin’ funny have them runnn’ in your shit
Caught 'em slippin' pumpin’ gas,
nigga you a sweet leak
Got robbed by the bloods
now you runnin’ with the crips Nah
You niggas ain’t bool
Imma call troop, he gon’ call big you
Now the guns all on you nigga deja vu
You a question mark gangster DJ Clue
For that Cuban link chain and that big Rolex
You in the wrong scenario Tribe Called Quest
On the jet boy mission all our clips got extensions
Tryin’ to hold onto your chain, you gon’ end up missin’
Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin’
Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the parkin' lot
Young nigga partner change rang in his pockets
No mask so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back cause you know they 'bout it
Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don't let me catch you slippin', don't let me catch you slippin'
Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
Send the Pirus get your shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
Now them Clay County niggas got kush out there
I got shooters in the D, I ain’t talkin’ bout the Pistons
Grand Theft Auto, send them homies on a mission
Pay yo’ ass a visit braggin’ bout your low ticket
Shoulda kept your mouth closed, now we know your business
Lyin’ on your crib like an infant, kill you in an instant
I want the shit for the chicken, I just hit a sweet lick,
Charlie Sheen we winnin’
Ten toes down with the yoppa, I’m a beast
No V-103 like Greg I’m street
Don’t give up the money, then it’s RIP
Sendin’ head shots like the DMV
Half asleep, split your wig like the red sea
Got stripes in the street like a referee
Have a nigga runnin’ like a refugee
Show you how to rob, got the recipe
Do your homework, find out where he be at
Where he hide the money put the D at
Run up in yo’ shit we gon’ seize that
Then break it down on the g pad
Better be, boo you don’t need that
Waka Flocka Flame catch me hangin’ where the G’s at
Rob a dope boy, I ain’t worryin’ ’bout prison
Can’t call the police ’bout them bricks in the kitchen
Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin’
Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the parkin' lot
Young nigga partner change rang in his pockets
No mask so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back cause you know they 'bout it
Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
Don't let me catch you slippin', don't let me catch you slippin'
Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
Send the Pirus get your shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
Now them Clay County niggas got kush out there

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[ar:Waka Flocka Flame]
[al:Slippin]
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[00:00.52]Slippin - Waka Flocka Flame
[00:18.62]Don't let me catch you slippin',
[00:20.49]don’t let me catch you slippin'
[00:22.66]Don't let me catch you slippin',
[00:24.76]don’t let me catch you slippin’
[00:26.36]Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the parkin' lot
[00:28.21]Young nigga partner change rang in his pockets
[00:30.36]No mask so you know who got it
[00:32.39]But you scared to get it back cause you know they 'bout it
[00:34.94]Don't let me catch you slippin',
[00:37.71]don’t let me catch you slippin'
[00:39.70]Don't let me catch you slippin',
[00:40.64]don't let me catch you slippin'
[00:43.17]Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
[00:45.17]Send the Pirus get your shit took out there
[00:47.15]Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
[00:49.37]Now them Clay County niggas got kush out there
[00:51.78]Heard he in the H, I call J. Prince Jr
[00:54.09]You ain't from the streets you just rap a lot, nigga
[00:56.12]Booked for a show in the middle of the hood
[00:58.14]You ain't good out there, this is Chi-Town, nigga
[00:59.66]Asshole by nature, fuck it I'm Trae
[01:02.37]Run that chain, nigga, like it’s a relay
[01:04.64]You really pussy that’s what the streets say
[01:06.73]Fuck who you know nigga, you gotta pay
[01:08.76]Out in PA, fuckin’ with cook
[01:10.94]Heard your favorite rapper got his AP took
[01:13.01]I’m seein’ green dots, puttin’ money on books
[01:15.19]If he broke he hatin’ young nigga get money
[01:17.44]Fuckin’ with the white girl, Playboy bunny
[01:19.45]Got them niggas lookin’ funny have them runnn’ in your shit
[01:21.62]Caught 'em slippin' pumpin’ gas,
[01:22.70]nigga you a sweet leak
[01:23.59]Got robbed by the bloods
[01:24.65]now you runnin’ with the crips Nah
[01:27.11]You niggas ain’t bool
[01:28.40]Imma call troop, he gon’ call big you
[01:30.03]Now the guns all on you nigga deja vu
[01:32.18]You a question mark gangster DJ Clue
[01:33.95]For that Cuban link chain and that big Rolex
[01:36.64]You in the wrong scenario Tribe Called Quest
[01:38.77]On the jet boy mission all our clips got extensions
[01:40.94]Tryin’ to hold onto your chain, you gon’ end up missin’
[01:44.15]Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
[01:48.24]Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin’
[01:52.21]Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the parkin' lot
[01:53.88]Young nigga partner change rang in his pockets
[01:55.83]No mask so you know who got it
[01:58.01]But you scared to get it back cause you know they 'bout it
[02:00.41]Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
[02:05.13]Don't let me catch you slippin', don't let me catch you slippin'
[02:08.90]Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
[02:10.88]Send the Pirus get your shit took out there
[02:12.89]Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
[02:15.20]Now them Clay County niggas got kush out there
[02:18.49]
[02:19.45]I got shooters in the D, I ain’t talkin’ bout the Pistons
[02:22.07]Grand Theft Auto, send them homies on a mission
[02:23.82]Pay yo’ ass a visit braggin’ bout your low ticket
[02:26.05]Shoulda kept your mouth closed, now we know your business
[02:28.08]Lyin’ on your crib like an infant, kill you in an instant
[02:30.88]I want the shit for the chicken, I just hit a sweet lick,
[02:32.96]Charlie Sheen we winnin’
[02:34.24]Ten toes down with the yoppa, I’m a beast
[02:36.92]No V-103 like Greg I’m street
[02:38.82]Don’t give up the money, then it’s RIP
[02:41.00]Sendin’ head shots like the DMV
[02:43.04]Half asleep, split your wig like the red sea
[02:45.30]Got stripes in the street like a referee
[02:47.24]Have a nigga runnin’ like a refugee
[02:48.98]Show you how to rob, got the recipe
[02:51.68]Do your homework, find out where he be at
[02:53.85]Where he hide the money put the D at
[02:55.90]Run up in yo’ shit we gon’ seize that
[02:58.16]Then break it down on the g pad
[03:00.32]Better be, boo you don’t need that
[03:02.40]Waka Flocka Flame catch me hangin’ where the G’s at
[03:04.65]Rob a dope boy, I ain’t worryin’ ’bout prison
[03:06.68]Can’t call the police ’bout them bricks in the kitchen
[03:08.70]Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
[03:13.91]Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin’
[03:17.82]Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the parkin' lot
[03:19.40]Young nigga partner change rang in his pockets
[03:21.60]No mask so you know who got it
[03:23.68]But you scared to get it back cause you know they 'bout it
[03:26.10]Don't let me catch you slippin', don’t let me catch you slippin'
[03:30.95]Don't let me catch you slippin', don't let me catch you slippin'
[03:33.99]Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
[03:36.59]Send the Pirus get your shit took out there
[03:38.59]Bring a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
[03:40.73]Now them Clay County niggas got kush out there
[03:47.06]

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