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And she slide her seven digits to me
I don't even know if I'ma call I was just about to dip

What am I doing at this party
I don't know what I'm doing

picking up what I'm putting down
The only one here doing what I do

Tell me what you think about this
Imma slide out and dip
Boy don't try to trip
Better

moving and grooving to the beat
Got a nigga hypnotized, I'm following booty
Ooh I wanna slide, ease up by your side
Ooh I wanna match your body rhythm,

the Fendi shop
Like I got never ending gout
Coming from a deadly block
Where hella niggers getting gout
Serving 20 shots
Standing by the betting shop
Plugs

the the words of wisdom
Pack protection for my worm
When I'm goin' fishin'
I'll dick you chick
Then I'll diss you quick
Then hit and dip, run, get the pistol

to dip
I got that Mac wit' that extended clip
I'm on the block, I'ma make a flip
Dr-Drive by in that black van
Got a new chopper straight from Japan
I'm

what the Happy Hour do
(Ay)
(Uh)

When I slide in
I pop up
Then lock down yo bitch
We that turn up
That old 'Zo
That Happy Hour shit

I'm at y'all shows

the jackers at the spotlight
(watch 'em)
To live and die in the streets of New York
We gettin by, pumpin diesel and snort
I'm gettin high in the seats of my

impossible for you to be a hater
$100 Mixtape shit
(In the kitchen and it's Taysty)
I go by the name of Hylyte
And I'd like to say welcome, ha ha
I'd like

I'll hit the lick then dip down the strip By any means, I'm on go
Hatin' on me 'cause I get up and get it
I gotta feed my fam, on bro
Split the profit

and question your crimes
I cause a concussion the way that i slide 
I was destined to be great by design
I show em the door when they get out of line

Mmhm

Fredo

Third Avenue

hands were dry but I'm drippy now (Mmh, mmh, mmh)
Little niggas slide, and they lick 'em down (Mmh, mmh, mmh)
Ain't got the hammer, then we dip 'em

Horsey

Current 93

Horsey

1997

It's the only way out
She tells me I love you
But it's only a game
So she slides through the silence
She's fixing her time
To fall back into

People Ever Ask You?

Mac Mall, The Confident One

Young Black Brotha Records: Greatest Hits, Vol. 1

2003

loot hatin' on me too 
'Cause I done 
treated they boo juss like a prostitute 
let her slide on my dick 
an she gave me ya whole script 
how much

my heart when bro died i told him
We used to ride bikes that were stolen
We used to slide by tryna poke him
You was ah hype guy, you was ah soldier
Now