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Performed By: Jeffley
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Jeffley Boorman




Jeffley - Slide Lyrics




Ayy, Puttt out on bro, we go check the dash digits
Make a lot of noise through the night like we crickets
If you ever see me now, know we get the bag biggest
It's nothing, cause over here we do no bluffing I ain't talk a gang, but on God, we blow

Trumpets Put the car in drive, press the button, juke
Moves So we slidin', yeah we slidin
Cruisin' down your block, man, we niggas do no hiden
I ain't buy no violence, but still blow if I had to

I ain't bout no gang, I'm good people with an attitude
I ain't bout that life, who knows what that cash do
I ain't bout no nothin', only God can go just foo
Don't ever turn your back
'Cause that's when they grab quicker, fully automatic

Now that's a sharp hitter, she say she got a butt
Girl, go get your butt bigger, you say you like the gangstas
But still don't trust niggas Yeah, you say it
Like the gangstas
But still don't trust niggas Who is you

Who is you
So we slidin' On God
Rich star, baby, ayy, ayy, come and struggle with me
Shoot him with the, ah-ah, know they comin' for me

Got him with the, uh-oh, who gon' touch him for me
Face with no case, who gon' struggle with me
Golden boy status, we go get him Chain on my neck and they like how I glisten
If they ain't like it, nigga, go and make him sit down

Shut up when I walk, close your mouth and just listen
Puttt it out on bro, we go check the dash digits
Make a lot of noise through the night, like we crickets
If you ever see me now, know we get the bag biggest

It's nothin', it's over here, we do no bluffin
I ain't talken gang, but on God we blow trumpets
Put the car in drive, press the button, juke moves, so we slidin
Yeah, we slidin' Cruisin' down your block, man, we niggas do

No hidin' I ain't buy no violence, but still blow if
I had to I ain't bout no gang, I'm good people with
An attitude I ain't about that life, who knows what that cash do

I ain't bout no nothin', only God can go just foo
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Ayy, Puttt out on bro, we go check the dash digits
Make a lot of noise through the night like we crickets
If you ever see me now, know we get the bag biggest
It's nothing, cause over here we do no bluffing I ain't talk a gang, but on God, we blow

Trumpets Put the car in drive, press the button, juke
Moves So we slidin', yeah we slidin
Cruisin' down your block, man, we niggas do no hiden
I ain't buy no violence, but still blow if I had to

I ain't bout no gang, I'm good people with an attitude
I ain't bout that life, who knows what that cash do
I ain't bout no nothin', only God can go just foo
Don't ever turn your back
'Cause that's when they grab quicker, fully automatic

Now that's a sharp hitter, she say she got a butt
Girl, go get your butt bigger, you say you like the gangstas
But still don't trust niggas Yeah, you say it
Like the gangstas
But still don't trust niggas Who is you

Who is you
So we slidin' On God
Rich star, baby, ayy, ayy, come and struggle with me
Shoot him with the, ah-ah, know they comin' for me

Got him with the, uh-oh, who gon' touch him for me
Face with no case, who gon' struggle with me
Golden boy status, we go get him Chain on my neck and they like how I glisten
If they ain't like it, nigga, go and make him sit down

Shut up when I walk, close your mouth and just listen
Puttt it out on bro, we go check the dash digits
Make a lot of noise through the night, like we crickets
If you ever see me now, know we get the bag biggest

It's nothin', it's over here, we do no bluffin
I ain't talken gang, but on God we blow trumpets
Put the car in drive, press the button, juke moves, so we slidin
Yeah, we slidin' Cruisin' down your block, man, we niggas do

No hidin' I ain't buy no violence, but still blow if
I had to I ain't bout no gang, I'm good people with
An attitude I ain't about that life, who knows what that cash do

I ain't bout no nothin', only God can go just foo
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Writer: Jeffley Boorman
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