Gun it (feat. SDS)

Sleazy Reese

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Sleazy Reese


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Got drank bitches shaking ass
Why you in the strip club you aint throwing cash
Told her bend it over
Then she brought it back
If she really want some money
She gone make it clap
Got drank bitches shaking ass
Why you in the strip club
You ain't throwing cash
Told her bend it over
Then she brought it back
If she really want some money
She gone make it clap
Got a truck full of niggas
We get it cracking
On a mission all bout my dollar vision
F*ck the opposition any nigga fuckin with em
When I talk I'm a boss shut the f*ck up and listen
I'm about my Business making boss decision
I got bad bitches shaking ass for a nigga
Bust a couple grams roll up a doobie
Told a bitch bend it over bout to make us a movie
I'm feeling great ugh I'm feeling good
Racks in the bank smoking dank
Got a Glock in my pocket
Don't make me pop it
Ima chill nigga don't make me clock ya
These pretty bitches call me poppa
Eating beats like I'm smoking flocka
So check the roster I'm the runner up
If you niggas think I'm lacking
Bitch your dumb as f*ck
Catch a cramp trying to f*ck with us
Cause this a marathon
You gone burn yourself out
Tryna pace with us so good luck
Got drank bitches shaking ass
Why you in the strip club
You ain't throwing cash
Told her bend it over
Then she brought it back
If she really want some money
She gone make it clap
Bitch Im popping tags
I done threw away my rag
I be getting to the bag
While I'm chilling on a zag
F*ck you bitches f*ck haters
I'm a D one Colorado player
Break it down a super slayer
The super slayer
Peel it back to take the town
I'm the mother fucking mayor I sip my forty
Pull my forty
Bust the Glock and f*ck your story
Dead don't talk I take the glory
What I say the dead don't talk and yeah I take the glory uh huh
Back to these bitches you don't want a man
You just want his riches
Talking bout equality
But use your pussy for power
That's monopoly bitch you ain't topping me
Unless we talking top on me
Uh huh flipping through these hoes
I ain't tripping on these hoes
Pulling up delivery call me dominos
Never one to keep she aint stepping on my toes
Back to the streets or put them knees on the floor
Gunna on gunna
I turn a g to a runner
I'm getting colder and colder
I put the snow in the summer
I keep up deep in her pipes
So she call me the plumber
I beat the pussy like the newfound dadadadruma
Okay I got no trust
I move ahead and up the thrust
I know you feeling what I'm feeling
Paper route is to appealing
F*ck the nine to five I'm sticking to the dealing
I be stealing need your keys and yea your wallet
Bitch you need to run it gotta gun it

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Written by: Dean Elbert, Reese Dominguez

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