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Franco Vegas - Slide Lyrics




I'm on a roll
Yall not remotely close, I'm outta control
Now I'm in the spirit bombing on my foes
Ridin w| the bros
Slide up on yo hoe you know how the story goes, open legs case closed
Niggas swear they icy
My shoulder cold
Ignoring all them fake stones
I'm rockin gold

Yeah
Like vitalago, watch the tone switch
Archaeologists, they got a bone to pick
I be so high, I could hear the stars talkin
Spur of the moment, turn you to a river walker
Bring it back, I'm a star, that's for starters
The fans jack it, and the team, see us whipping up so I go harder
Like a bad engine I need a check, don't get me started
It'll back fire, now you tight, while I'm sparkin
Up a fat blunt, RAW shit, ain't smokin Marleys
That's computer paper, pack it up don't even spark it

I'm on a roll
Yall not remotely close, I'm outta control
Now I'm in the spirit bombing on my foes
Ridin w| the bros
Slide up on yo hoe you know how the story goes, open legs case closed
Niggas swear they icy
My shoulder cold
Ignoring all them fake stones
I'm rockin gold

And I never seen a wealthy man in a jewelry store
Plan on sellin out arenas, that's the goal
These niggas move like hoes and they do it for the low
Unless we talkin sneaker deals never sell my soul

I'm on a roll
Yall not remotely close, I'm outta control
Now I'm in the spirit bombing on my foes
Ridin w| the bros
Slide up on yo hoe you know how the story goes, open legs case closed
Niggas swear they icy
My shoulder cold
Ignoring all them fake stones
I'm rockin gold
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I'm on a roll
Yall not remotely close, I'm outta control
Now I'm in the spirit bombing on my foes
Ridin w| the bros
Slide up on yo hoe you know how the story goes, open legs case closed
Niggas swear they icy
My shoulder cold
Ignoring all them fake stones
I'm rockin gold

Yeah
Like vitalago, watch the tone switch
Archaeologists, they got a bone to pick
I be so high, I could hear the stars talkin
Spur of the moment, turn you to a river walker
Bring it back, I'm a star, that's for starters
The fans jack it, and the team, see us whipping up so I go harder
Like a bad engine I need a check, don't get me started
It'll back fire, now you tight, while I'm sparkin
Up a fat blunt, RAW shit, ain't smokin Marleys
That's computer paper, pack it up don't even spark it

I'm on a roll
Yall not remotely close, I'm outta control
Now I'm in the spirit bombing on my foes
Ridin w| the bros
Slide up on yo hoe you know how the story goes, open legs case closed
Niggas swear they icy
My shoulder cold
Ignoring all them fake stones
I'm rockin gold

And I never seen a wealthy man in a jewelry store
Plan on sellin out arenas, that's the goal
These niggas move like hoes and they do it for the low
Unless we talkin sneaker deals never sell my soul

I'm on a roll
Yall not remotely close, I'm outta control
Now I'm in the spirit bombing on my foes
Ridin w| the bros
Slide up on yo hoe you know how the story goes, open legs case closed
Niggas swear they icy
My shoulder cold
Ignoring all them fake stones
I'm rockin gold
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Writer: Yuaneque Vaughan
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Franco Vegas Slide Video


Performed By: Franco Vegas
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Yuaneque Vaughan

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