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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!

Don't let me 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 outside of the parking lot
Yung nigga partner rang in his pockets
No mask so you who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you they bout it

let me catch you slippin'! (Flocka)
Don't let me 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 shit out there
Bring a shit straight back to Atlanta
I know Clay County niggas got out there (Squat)

Party in the A-town, call Jr.
You from the streets, you just rap a lot, nigga
Booked for a show in the middle of the
You ain't good out this a Chi Town, nigga
by nature, fuck it I'm Trey
Run tank nigga like it's a relay
You really that's what the streets say
who you know nigga, you gotta pay
Out in PA, fuckin' cook
Heard your favorite rapper got his AP
I'm green dots, puttin' money on books
If he broke he hatin' nigga get money
Fuckin' with the white girl, bunny
Got them niggas lookin' funny have 'em in yo shit
'em slippin' pumpin' gas, nigga you a sweet leak
Got robbed by the bloods now you with the crips, nah
You niggas boo
I'mma call Troop, he call Big U
Now the all on you nigga deja vu
You a mark gangster, DJ Clue
For that link chain and that big Rolex
You in the wrong scenario, tribe called
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!)
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 so you know 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'!
Don't let me you slippin'! (You know!)
let me catch you slippin'!

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

I got in the D, I ain't talkin' bout the Pistons
Grand theft auto, send them on a mission
Pay yo' ass a visit braggin' yo low ticket
Shoulda your mouth closed, now we know your business
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 with the yoppa, I'm a beast
No like Greg I'm street
Don't give up the money, it's all RIP
Sendin' shots like the DMV
Half split your wig like the Red Sea
Got stripes in the street like a
Have a runnin' like a refugee
you how to rob, got the recipe
Do homework, find out where he be at
he hide the money put the D at
Run up in yo' shit we gon' that
break it down on the G pad
Better be, boo you don't that
Waka Flocka Flame catch me hangin' the G's at
Rob a dope boy, I ain't worryin' prison
Can't call the 'bout them bricks in the kitchen

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!)

Caught a nigga outside of the parking lot
Yung nigga partner rang in his pockets
No so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you they 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 move to Hollywood you ain't good out
Send the pie rules get your took out there
Bring a nigga shit straight back to
I Clay County niggas got kush out there (Squat)