FEEZY STREET
Nawf Slim
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Now I'ma tell you about a nigga in the wrong city He's supposed to make a left, made it right, now he in the gritty Comin' in my neighborhood, tryin' to f*ck my hoes You tryin' to get some money in the dirty, dirty, you get exposed By the time he knew he fucked up, I already got the lo You can't come in my neighborhood unless you talk to woah How he gettin' money on my street, that shit is mine He used to have nothin', now he comin' up on time He ain't supposed to have that, now it's time to go get, get back He standin' there with bread on my corner, he hear that click-clack Soldiers wanna get some money, I'ma take him down Sneakin' with that ghillie suit, I do not play around Come on, leave and get left, I'm movin' with that silent step You gotta talk to me if you have problems, I'm the sales rep She tried to keep the money just because I told the truth He actin' hard, don't be a menace, boy, you is a spoof They said he tryin' to blame me, boy, I must be in the loop I'm the nigga dressed in all black that be standin' at your stoop I be drinkin', but I tell the kids, the beer I drink is root My favorite conversation with my bitch is when she is on mute They say I'm kickin' shit when I be steppin' in them all black boots Ready for battle, let me know when you gon' bring all of your troops You niggas chicken, I'ma stuff all of y'all inside of my coop Y'all is from churches, the only way that we fightin' is through verses Endin' it tragically, have him cryin' to the nurses Make him apologize even though that he started it on purpose These rappers is clowns, and they Instagram is the circus Be askin' for features, but ain't ready to make the purchase This type of goofy shit that doin', man, like, I don't know what the f*ck these bitches be on Y'all finna think of me as actin' crazy, niggas, hoes don't wanna give back shit, be tryin' to get the one-up on the nigga But, you know what I'm sayin', I'ma have to keep it pimpin', you know what I'm sayin' Like, that shit ain't cool, you know what I'm sayin'? Like, you know what I'm sayin' Now back to the story about the bitches The bitches, the bitches, the bitches Yo, the bitches that wanna get with me The H to O to O to K the D Told her to jump in the bed, don't care about her makeup Ready for that round 2 drunk my water, so I stay up Show me what you talkin' bout, or else you is a faker Drainin' all my knowledge with that brain, you is a taker Girl, you almost killed me, so I gotta call you rogue My soul was almost gone, lost the feelin' in my toes Shoot it all on your face, and you be callin' it the pole Sayin' that it's sweet, and it tasted like some dole Like that you my hoe, because you be playin' your role Stayin' out my business, so I know you not a mole But you ain't bout that hit that station, and you gon' fold My niggas come over, and you go home, that is the rule When we all alone, you skinny dip inside the pool Take your clothes off like Naturi in that movie, boo Tryin' to do somethin' to her, she said, worry about me on you Say, less ho, go on, show me what it do
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