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SleazyWorld Go - Sleazy Flow (Remix) ft. Lil Baby (Official Music Video)
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PLAYLISTUNiDAYS Chill OutApple Music

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SleazyWorld Go
SleazyWorld Go
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Isaac
Joseph Isaac
Lyrics
Robert Lavar McCoy Jr.
Robert Lavar McCoy Jr.
Composer
Dominique' Jones
Dominique' Jones
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rage Santana
Rage Santana
Producer
Eric Surratt
Eric Surratt
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Okay Everybody put they Glocks in the air for me Let's air this shit out You got a stick on your shit, you got a fifty on your shit, put your shit in the air for me Ayy Ayy-ayy-ayy (uh) Grrt (uh) Last opp we caught was at the store, we had to straighten (skrrt) Lil' bro hopped out trippin' with that switchy, he done faced him (grrt) Face shot, face shot, frrt frrt, they couldn't save him We the ones gettin' busy up in the city, that's on my baby (that's on my son) They block like a drive-thru, ask the opps how much we slide through Ain't beefin' with you, they family, they get caught, then you gon' die too (dumbass) Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, stop the whip Let me out, this chopstick gon' leave him open likе a zip (zz) Zip him up, tell buddy 'nem ass to come and pick him up (pick him up) Niggas fakin', acting likе they thug life 'til we hit 'em up Lot of niggas don't like me, for what? I ain't even did shit (I ain't even did nothin') Make his bitch take dick to the head, I ain't even hit yet How you mad she choosing me? I like what she do to me She say she feel safer over here, this where the shooters be She say ain't no pape' up over there, shit, she barely eatin' (starvin') Can barely feed hisself, she told me help, this nigga barely feed me We don't do the social tweet, these niggas too internet Goin' live, tryna talk 'bout who got shot, we don't get into that Can you leave it up in the streets for me? I ain't tryna go to jail Keep mention my name in all of your posts, it ain't hard to tell (what the fuck?) If you get smoked, they gon' come lookin' for me, nigga, you dumb as hell This bitch think I love her, ooh-wee, she must be drunk as hell I can't love no slut bitch, I love how they suck dick (I love how they eat dick) Once I get my nut off, bitch, I'm skatin' like some TRUKFIT You know what the fuck goin' on, nigga (Grrt) It's the Sleaze, fuckboy
Writer(s): Joseph Issac Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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