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Don't let me you slippin'!


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

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

Caught a slippin' outside of the parking lot
Yung nigga partner change in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it '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 ain't out there
the pie rules get your shit took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight to Atlanta
I know Clay County niggas got out there (Squat)

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

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

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

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

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

I got shooters in the D, I ain't bout the Pistons
Grand theft auto, them homies on a mission
Pay yo' ass a visit braggin' bout yo low
Shoulda kept mouth closed, now we know your business
Layin' in yo crib like an infant, kill you in an
I the shit for the chicken, I just hit a sweet lick,
Sheen, we winnin'
Ten toes with the yoppa, I'm a beast
No V-103 like Greg I'm
Don't give up the money, then all RIP
head shots like the DMV
Half asleep split wig like the Red Sea
Got stripes in the like a referee
a nigga runnin' like a refugee
Show you how to rob, got the
Do your homework, find out he be at
Where he the money put the D at
Run up in yo' shit we seize that
Then break it on the G pad
be, boo you don't need that
Waka Flocka Flame catch me where the G's at
Rob a dope boy, I ain't worryin' prison
Can't call the police 'bout them bricks in the

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

Caught a nigga slippin' of the parking lot
Yung nigga partner change in his pockets
No mask so you 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'!
let me catch you slippin'! (You know!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

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