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Don't let me you slippin'!


Let me you slippin'! (Let me catch you slippin'!)
Let me you slippin'! (Let me catch you slippin'!)
Nigga!

let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (Hey!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)

a nigga slippin' outside of the parking lot
Yung nigga partner change in his pockets
No so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you know they it

let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me you slippin'!
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

'Cause you move to Hollywood you ain't good out
the pie rules get your shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to
I Clay County niggas got kush out there (Squat)

Party in the A-town, call Jr.
You ain't the streets, you just rap a lot, nigga
Booked for a show in the of the hood
You ain't good out there a Chi Town, nigga
by nature, fuck it I'm Trey
Run that tank like it's a relay
You really pussy what the streets say
Fuck who you know nigga, you pay
Out in PA, with cook
Heard your favorite got his AP took
I'm seein' green dots, puttin' money on
If he broke he young nigga get money
with the white girl, Playboy bunny
Got them lookin' funny have 'em runnn' in yo shit
'em slippin' pumpin' gas, nigga you a sweet leak
Got robbed by the bloods now you runnin' the crips, nah
You niggas boo
I'mma Troop, he gon' call Big U
Now the all on you nigga deja vu
You a mark gangster, DJ Clue
For that Cuban link and that big Rolex
You in the scenario, tribe called Quest
On the jet boy mission all our got extensions
Tryin' to hold onto your chain, you end up missin'

Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
let me catch you slippin'!(You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (Hey!)
Don't let me you slippin'!(You know!)

Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the lot
Yung nigga partner change rang in his
No mask so you who got it
But you to get it back 'cause you know they bout it

let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me you slippin'!
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

'Cause you move to Hollywood you good out there
Send the pie rules get shit took out there
a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
I know Clay County niggas got kush out (Squat)

I got shooters in the D, I talkin' bout the Pistons
Grand theft auto, send them on a mission
Pay yo' ass a braggin' bout yo low ticket
Shoulda kept your mouth closed, now we know your
in yo crib like an infant, kill you in an instant
I want the for the chicken, I just hit a sweet lick,
Charlie Sheen, we
Ten toes down with the yoppa, I'm a
No V-103 like I'm street
Don't give up the money, it's all RIP
Sendin' head shots the DMV
Half asleep split wig like the Red Sea
Got in the street like a referee
Have a nigga runnin' like a
Show you how to rob, got the
Do your homework, find out he be at
he hide the money put the D at
Run up in yo' shit we seize that
break it down on the G pad
Better be, boo you don't that
Waka Flocka Flame me hangin' where the G's at
Rob a dope boy, I ain't bout prison
Can't call the 'bout them bricks in the kitchen

Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (Hey!)
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)

Caught a nigga slippin' outside of the lot
Yung nigga partner rang in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it back you know they bout it

let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me you slippin'!
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

you move to Hollywood you ain't good out there
Send the pie rules get shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight to Atlanta
I know Clay County got kush out there (Squat)