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Slidin'
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Slidin' was released on February 14, 2023 by FastBag Ent. as a part of the album 1437
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Album1437
Release DateFebruary 14, 2023
LabelFastBag Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marcus Tyheim Hemingway
Marcus Tyheim Hemingway
Songwriter

Lyrics

You sliding with me, hey You sliding with me, hey
You sliding with me, hey
Yeah, sliding, Know you riding, vibing
While we cruising through the city, when I look into your face
I don't want question that you with me, you the only one that I take with me up out the state
And this vibe that I give off, man, I know you can't replace it
I know you always thinking bout me cause you call my phone late
And when we talk, I be thinking bout that smile and that waist
And it ain't both, know you shitting on them bitches that be fake
And I been staying to myself while I'm walking in the rain
When you going around the hate, then it be hard to maintain
Cause it's not easy to see when your partner be two faced
Got these bitches in the line, I remember they had me waiting
Use that shit as motivation
When I didn't have a chain, then they didn't wanna rate me
Now there's bitches in and out the B&B when I'm in Vegas
My phone on D&D lately, they wasn't up to speed, baby
I know I'm hard to please, I know I got a lot of needs
But you acting like you was ready, I know you got a lot of ****
But I like when we going steady
Know you forgave me and you probably regret it
Just know that pain go and only hurt you if you let it
So let's ride
slidin, know you riding, vibing,
while we cruising through the city, when I look into your face
I don't want to question that you with me, you the only one that I take with me up out the state
And this vibe that I give off, man, I know you can't replace it
I know you always thinking bout me cause you call my phone late
And when we talk, I be thinking bout that smile in that waist
And it ain't bout, no you shitting on them bitches that be fake
Let's get gone, I know that we'll be better out the way
It be hard for me to go without speaking day to day
I want you come with me, I don't want you to stray
Can't let you crash out, I gotta make sure that you straight
You got that ass now, you be thinking that you made it
No, it was passed down, damn, your mama made a lady
Wanna play with me, tryna act like a **** ain't your favorite
No, you was the one for me when the **** had first taste it
Know I'm staying up, tryna put pieces together
No time for playing tough, they know that I be with whatever
Know they gon' say stuff when you on a whole nother level
But I'm in my own lane, so watch out when I smash the pedal
Slidin, know you riding, vibing,
While we cruising through the city, when I look into your face
I don't want to question that you with me, you the only one that I take with me up out the state
And this vibe that I give off, man, I know you can't replace it
I know you always thinking bout me cause you call my phone late
And when we talk, I be thinking bout that smile in that waist
And it ain't bout, no you shitting on them bitches that be fake
Written by: Marcus Tyheim Hemingway
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