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Don't let me you slippin'!


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

a nigga 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

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

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

in the A-town, call J-Prince Jr.
You ain't from the streets, you rap a lot, nigga
Booked for a show in the middle of the
You ain't out there this a Chi Town, nigga
Asshole by nature, 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, fuckin' cook
Heard your rapper got his AP took
I'm seein' green dots, puttin' money on
If he he hatin' young nigga get money
Fuckin' with the girl, Playboy 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 guns all on you nigga vu
You a mark gangster, DJ Clue
For Cuban link chain and that big Rolex
You in the wrong scenario, tribe Quest
On the jet boy mission all our clips got
to hold onto your chain, you gon' 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!)
let me catch you slippin'!(You know!)

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

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

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

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

Don't let me 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 partner change rang in his
No so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you know they it

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

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