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Caspy EL Dizza - Slime Through (feat. Fresh Dough) Lyrics



Caspy EL Dizza - Slime Through (feat. Fresh Dough) Lyrics
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Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
I'm general bitch, got allot of goons
Blonde, have you're chick look like Sailor Moon
These niggas ain't gon catch me slipping I keep a gun in every room
I can't f*ck a waist bitch, my bitch she make the telly boom
Running through this money fast like my name was Zoom
When I die put real nigga on my tomb
She a skinny lil bitch
But she got curves
I play with words
Chop up the bird
You a bench warmer mad at his daughters
I was balling in the six like I play for the Raptors
Bitch I'm live
Checkout my shoes
They alligators
I go and get the pack and ship out the order
Moving product across the borders
You niggas be bitching, you flipping like quarters
Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
I was born in the zone
Made by zone
Carved by the zone
But don't let it get to you
Boy don't fold on nobody
We catching bodies
Draco no semi
Gang gang is on to you
If I wet em, I'll hop out the state now
On the gang, ain't no fufu, we on now
All my youngings they 90's
And, oh boy the saddy
They'll pop out you're roof, catch em skating out
On the hood we all dubb, check the hand sings
Down ass bitch right, she's repping the set now
Caught a pack, baby whip it
I taught her to fish it
I pop her the same has my bandz now
If I tell her it's on, you know it's on
Work to put on
F*ck boy I taught you knew
And I roll with a badie
You're bitch a battery
Boy that's your wifey
Whole gang gon play the drum
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Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
I'm general bitch, got allot of goons
Blonde, have you're chick look like Sailor Moon
These niggas ain't gon catch me slipping I keep a gun in every room
I can't f*ck a waist bitch, my bitch she make the telly boom
Running through this money fast like my name was Zoom
When I die put real nigga on my tomb
She a skinny lil bitch
But she got curves
I play with words
Chop up the bird
You a bench warmer mad at his daughters
I was balling in the six like I play for the Raptors
Bitch I'm live
Checkout my shoes
They alligators
I go and get the pack and ship out the order
Moving product across the borders
You niggas be bitching, you flipping like quarters
Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
Bitch we gotta slime through
Tell you're bitches to slime through
Bullets trough the head the doctor wrapped it like a Hindu
Shoot a nigga dead at the red light
All my niggas savages they don't fight
You dogs bark but don't bite
We see a opp that's on sight
I was born in the zone
Made by zone
Carved by the zone
But don't let it get to you
Boy don't fold on nobody
We catching bodies
Draco no semi
Gang gang is on to you
If I wet em, I'll hop out the state now
On the gang, ain't no fufu, we on now
All my youngings they 90's
And, oh boy the saddy
They'll pop out you're roof, catch em skating out
On the hood we all dubb, check the hand sings
Down ass bitch right, she's repping the set now
Caught a pack, baby whip it
I taught her to fish it
I pop her the same has my bandz now
If I tell her it's on, you know it's on
Work to put on
F*ck boy I taught you knew
And I roll with a badie
You're bitch a battery
Boy that's your wifey
Whole gang gon play the drum
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Writer: Lync- Adams Paulotte Saintelus
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