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44 (Bonus Track) Video (MV)




Performed By: Addey
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Adeleke Adeyeni




Addey - 44 (Bonus Track) Lyrics
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Slatt, ouu, slatt, ay, slatt
Ay, yah, slatt, ouu, slatt, ay, slatt
Yo we 'bout to just go dummy with this shit man
We just f*cking around with this shit
Slatt, ouu, slatt, ay
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Come get yo' bitch 'cause she all on my back
I hit that bitch from the back and I rip out her tracks
Niggas be mad, yeah they moving like Max
He want a feature from me, then he getting a tax
Yo' bitty bitch eating me like a snack
Me and my niggas gon' book him like end of a Mac
Finger that bitch and it's sounding like mac
I got a shooter, he came with a ruler
Shoot like he Curry and hit ya' medulla
I'm diving deep in that pussy like scuba
Got all the ice, now I need a new jeweler
She show me something new just like a tutor
I am a winner, that boy is a loser
Hop in a space coupe like Back to the Future
Shots to his brain gave that nigga a tumor
Bad bitch, I swear I can't lose her
Bad bitch, she working at Hooters
These niggas be clowns, yeah, they filled up with humor
These niggas my kids, yeah, these niggas my juniors
F*ck all the haters and f*ck all the rumors
My chain so icy, keep it in a cooler
F*ck on a cougar, throw her in a Uber
Came from the bottom, we came from the sewer
He say that he a rebel, he say that he rowdy
But that nigga pussy, talk shit from computers
I'm rocking white tees and also wife beaters
But nigga I promise I do not abuse her
That nigga's a fake, that nigga's a snake, yah, watch how a nigga manuever
That nigga's a fake, that nigga's a snake, yah, watch how a nigga remove 'em, yah
Diamonds bright so you can't overlook 'em
She know I'm crazy so shawty don't push it
Got a new foreign, don't know where to put it
She say she love me, missed me with the bullshit
I said that shit is mine so I took it
Hit that boy with the heat, tryna cook 'em
You know we mobbing deep, we all up in the streets
When that nigga see us he a shook one
We all up in yo' house, f*ck yo' spouse on the couch
In the kitchen we taking yo' sugar
Hit that bitch from the back, she addicted to crack
She be eating that shit like it's sugar
I can't wife that lil' bitch, she belong to the streets
Got me thinking that bitch is a hooker
Man I got all the drugs, man I got all the slugs
Man I got all the plugs and the hookups
When she deepthroat my dick, she be taking a break
She say Addey I just got the hiccups
I done gave her good dick, now she blow up my phone
She say Addey why you never pick up
Bitch I can't pick up 'cause I'm on the come up
He can't beat me 'cause I'm always one up
And I f*ck on that bitch 'til the sun up
If that nigga run up then he done up
Um, Addey, yah, Addey, yah, Addey, yah
Slatt, ouu, slatt, ouu, slatt
Shoutout Crazy Joe for the beat
44 shit, whole lotta gang shit
Best rapper in Queens
Hm, yeah
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English

Slatt, ouu, slatt, ay, slatt
Ay, yah, slatt, ouu, slatt, ay, slatt
Yo we 'bout to just go dummy with this shit man
We just f*cking around with this shit
Slatt, ouu, slatt, ay
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Sliggity-slimes, they slatt
Come get yo' bitch 'cause she all on my back
I hit that bitch from the back and I rip out her tracks
Niggas be mad, yeah they moving like Max
He want a feature from me, then he getting a tax
Yo' bitty bitch eating me like a snack
Me and my niggas gon' book him like end of a Mac
Finger that bitch and it's sounding like mac
I got a shooter, he came with a ruler
Shoot like he Curry and hit ya' medulla
I'm diving deep in that pussy like scuba
Got all the ice, now I need a new jeweler
She show me something new just like a tutor
I am a winner, that boy is a loser
Hop in a space coupe like Back to the Future
Shots to his brain gave that nigga a tumor
Bad bitch, I swear I can't lose her
Bad bitch, she working at Hooters
These niggas be clowns, yeah, they filled up with humor
These niggas my kids, yeah, these niggas my juniors
F*ck all the haters and f*ck all the rumors
My chain so icy, keep it in a cooler
F*ck on a cougar, throw her in a Uber
Came from the bottom, we came from the sewer
He say that he a rebel, he say that he rowdy
But that nigga pussy, talk shit from computers
I'm rocking white tees and also wife beaters
But nigga I promise I do not abuse her
That nigga's a fake, that nigga's a snake, yah, watch how a nigga manuever
That nigga's a fake, that nigga's a snake, yah, watch how a nigga remove 'em, yah
Diamonds bright so you can't overlook 'em
She know I'm crazy so shawty don't push it
Got a new foreign, don't know where to put it
She say she love me, missed me with the bullshit
I said that shit is mine so I took it
Hit that boy with the heat, tryna cook 'em
You know we mobbing deep, we all up in the streets
When that nigga see us he a shook one
We all up in yo' house, f*ck yo' spouse on the couch
In the kitchen we taking yo' sugar
Hit that bitch from the back, she addicted to crack
She be eating that shit like it's sugar
I can't wife that lil' bitch, she belong to the streets
Got me thinking that bitch is a hooker
Man I got all the drugs, man I got all the slugs
Man I got all the plugs and the hookups
When she deepthroat my dick, she be taking a break
She say Addey I just got the hiccups
I done gave her good dick, now she blow up my phone
She say Addey why you never pick up
Bitch I can't pick up 'cause I'm on the come up
He can't beat me 'cause I'm always one up
And I f*ck on that bitch 'til the sun up
If that nigga run up then he done up
Um, Addey, yah, Addey, yah, Addey, yah
Slatt, ouu, slatt, ouu, slatt
Shoutout Crazy Joe for the beat
44 shit, whole lotta gang shit
Best rapper in Queens
Hm, yeah
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Writer: Adeleke Adeyeni
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