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GILLIE DA KID FT. MR. PAPERS lyrics : "Slippin"

Hook:
Don't get close slippin, don't get close slippin
Don't get close slippin, don't get close slippin

you won't catch me in this streets without my gag,
in this streets you feel these ^!$$% sworin like I rap
Don't get close slippin, don't get close slippin

Don't get close slippin, don't get close slippin
you won't catch me in this streets without my gag,
in this streets you feel these ^!$$% sworin like I rap


Don't get close slippin,
look at these ^!$$%s with all this eyes on it,

head into the club and got no pipe on it,
for the stick up here I swear you easy pickets,
p**sy ^!$$% you bout to get caught slipping,

he look down I raise that tooli up,
what you waiting on you (*##$ get that jury up,
not now but I mean right now,

'cause I'm starvin (*##$ and you're looking who the us, get em!
I won't wis the young money get us, ha
high heen us, a bunch of ^!$$%s

we rolling packs and bust we rolling gags
and if we catch you sleeping no..


[Hook:]

My %#@! straight we miss flight, we was strippin ^!$$%

this %#@! real, this banana pill you'll be slipping ^!$$%
a hundred thousand in that brief cakes,
I flew the filly but I ain't coming for no cheese state

they money show and they flow light, light light
man 'cause you got no swag and I pop these tags been living my whole life
I got 2 nons I got one wife,

move late got no clue ..that bridge he ain't got a pill whole night
night, me and Gillie got some %#@! form,
catch a man alive you're sleeping it, empty that clip on em

flow like I got no sense, ^!$$% my wrist, ^!$$% my chain
and..change that make no sense,


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