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Big Tim the Glider - Glide Wit the Crew Lyrics



Big Tim the Glider - Glide Wit the Crew Lyrics
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Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Bitch them Gliderz bout to blow
Rolling up and smoke dope
Nigga you already know
I get high and I get whole
Put my trust up in no hoe
Glide brothers ,Glide Bros
We them Gliderz thats fa sho
Marry what it do?
I can't go nowhere without you
I'm just speakin' true
Gliding with the crew
Roll up three puffs and then pass that
Ain't tryna end up a hashtag
Your pack the type to get laughed at
When that shit get lit I might ash that
Doing more numbers than NASDAQ
I need all mine even cash app
Heres my cash tag
Dollar sign Glideaway
Fill a backwood yeah it's swollen
I know these niggas be snitching
Guess silence ain't golden
These niggas some liars
Claim to stand up but they don't
Fold like some clothes out the dryer
This trial is by fire
F*ck around if you want
I'll fill a jury with Gliderz
A real Michael Myers
Keep thinking this only rap we'll put your face on a flyer
Glide City, they know what I'm talking about
We on fire, and know we ain't sparking out
Blood, sweat, and tears when them sharks is out
So I suggest that you take another route
In Glide City, they know what I'm talkin' about
We on fire, and know we ain't sparking out
Blood, sweat, and tears when them sharks is out
So I suggest that you take another route
Take another route
Marry what it do
Can't even go nowhere without you
I'm just speakin' true
In the booth with the boof
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Bitch them Gliderz bout to blow
Rolling up and smoke dope
Nigga you already know
I get high and I get whole
Put my trust up in no hoe
Glide brothers,Glide Bros
We them Gliderz thats fa sho
Marry what it do?
I can't go nowhere without you
I'm just speakin' true
Gliding with the crew
All my Gliderz roll they packs in backs and gotta face one
Aye yung
Running to the sack since a minor call me Chase Young
Aye yung
I came off the edge with the DE I need space bruh
I'm like Trey Young
Aye yung, niggas couldnt expose my flaws
I ain't got no holes at all and it shows
Heard niggas hope I fall and they hoes
They wonder how I float and fly cause I'm lifted
Glideman on a flying Nimbus
I tried to switch it
I'm on them clouds cause wow
Niggas take style like twin day
Used to roll Reggie Miller the size of my finger
Wait, that was in the 10th grade
Now my jays look like Dikembe's
Pulled up for the head and the mouth just to bounce
I ain't really come for the lip bae
You would come if you come for the zip hey
I ain't make the rules
I just run the game
Ever since school, I remain the same
Glide with the crew
Come glide with the gang
Marry what it do?
Can't even go nowhere without you
Gliding with the troops
Gliding with the crew
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Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Bitch them Gliderz bout to blow
Rolling up and smoke dope
Nigga you already know
I get high and I get whole
Put my trust up in no hoe
Glide brothers ,Glide Bros
We them Gliderz thats fa sho
Marry what it do?
I can't go nowhere without you
I'm just speakin' true
Gliding with the crew
Roll up three puffs and then pass that
Ain't tryna end up a hashtag
Your pack the type to get laughed at
When that shit get lit I might ash that
Doing more numbers than NASDAQ
I need all mine even cash app
Heres my cash tag
Dollar sign Glideaway
Fill a backwood yeah it's swollen
I know these niggas be snitching
Guess silence ain't golden
These niggas some liars
Claim to stand up but they don't
Fold like some clothes out the dryer
This trial is by fire
F*ck around if you want
I'll fill a jury with Gliderz
A real Michael Myers
Keep thinking this only rap we'll put your face on a flyer
Glide City, they know what I'm talking about
We on fire, and know we ain't sparking out
Blood, sweat, and tears when them sharks is out
So I suggest that you take another route
In Glide City, they know what I'm talkin' about
We on fire, and know we ain't sparking out
Blood, sweat, and tears when them sharks is out
So I suggest that you take another route
Take another route
Marry what it do
Can't even go nowhere without you
I'm just speakin' true
In the booth with the boof
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Bitch them Gliderz bout to blow
Rolling up and smoke dope
Nigga you already know
I get high and I get whole
Put my trust up in no hoe
Glide brothers,Glide Bros
We them Gliderz thats fa sho
Marry what it do?
I can't go nowhere without you
I'm just speakin' true
Gliding with the crew
All my Gliderz roll they packs in backs and gotta face one
Aye yung
Running to the sack since a minor call me Chase Young
Aye yung
I came off the edge with the DE I need space bruh
I'm like Trey Young
Aye yung, niggas couldnt expose my flaws
I ain't got no holes at all and it shows
Heard niggas hope I fall and they hoes
They wonder how I float and fly cause I'm lifted
Glideman on a flying Nimbus
I tried to switch it
I'm on them clouds cause wow
Niggas take style like twin day
Used to roll Reggie Miller the size of my finger
Wait, that was in the 10th grade
Now my jays look like Dikembe's
Pulled up for the head and the mouth just to bounce
I ain't really come for the lip bae
You would come if you come for the zip hey
I ain't make the rules
I just run the game
Ever since school, I remain the same
Glide with the crew
Come glide with the gang
Marry what it do?
Can't even go nowhere without you
Gliding with the troops
Gliding with the crew
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Writer: Tim Mason, Lance Reed
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Big Tim the Glider - Glide Wit the Crew Video
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Performed By: Big Tim the Glider
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Tim Mason, Lance Reed

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