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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!)
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 so you know 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!)
Don't let me you slippin'!

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

Party in the A-town, call Jr.
You ain't from the streets, you rap a lot, nigga
Booked for a in the middle of the hood
You ain't out there this a Chi Town, nigga
by nature, fuck it I'm Trey
Run that tank nigga like it's a
You really pussy that's 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' on books
If he he hatin' young nigga get money
Fuckin' the white girl, Playboy bunny
Got them lookin' funny have 'em runnn' in yo shit
Caught 'em slippin' pumpin' gas, nigga you a sweet
Got by the bloods now you runnin' with the crips, nah
You ain't boo
call 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 called
On the jet boy mission all our got extensions
Tryin' to hold onto your chain, you gon' end up

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 partner change rang in his pockets
No so you know who got it
But you scared to get it back 'cause you know bout it

Don't let me 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
Send the pie rules get your took out there
Bring a nigga shit back to Atlanta
I know Clay County 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 bout yo low ticket
Shoulda kept mouth closed, now we know your business
Layin' in yo crib an infant, kill you in an instant
I the shit for the chicken, I just hit a sweet lick,
Sheen, we winnin'
Ten toes down the yoppa, I'm a beast
No V-103 like I'm street
Don't give up the money, then all RIP
Sendin' head shots the DMV
Half asleep your wig like the Red Sea
Got in the street like a referee
Have a nigga 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
break it down on the G pad
Better be, boo you don't need
Waka Flocka catch me hangin' where the G's at
Rob a dope boy, I ain't worryin' prison
Can't the police '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!)

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

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