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Don't let me you slippin'!


Let me you slippin'! (Let me catch 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 change rang in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it 'cause you know they bout it

Don't let me 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 good out
Send the pie rules get your shit out there
a nigga shit straight back to Atlanta
I know Clay County niggas got out there (Squat)

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

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

I got shooters in the D, I ain't talkin' the Pistons
Grand theft auto, send them homies on a
Pay yo' ass a visit braggin' bout yo low
Shoulda kept your mouth closed, now we your business
Layin' in yo crib like an infant, kill you in an
I want the shit for the chicken, I just hit a lick,
Sheen, we winnin'
Ten toes down the yoppa, I'm a beast
No V-103 like I'm street
give up the money, then it's all RIP
Sendin' head shots the DMV
Half split your wig like the Red Sea
Got stripes in the 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
Then break it on the G pad
be, boo you don't need that
Waka Flocka Flame me hangin' where the G's at
Rob a dope boy, I ain't bout prison
Can't call the police 'bout 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 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 back 'cause you know bout it

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

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