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Lobby Boyz - Slide Lyrics
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[ Featuring Fivio Foreign ]

Yeah
You know what's goin' on, nigga (uh)
We's really Lobby Boyz, nigga
Cap, yeah (yeah), yeah

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (slide, skrrt)
Pull up on one of the guys (boom)
And I'm hopin' he won't be surprised (boom)
When I pull up to one on his side (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt)
And I'm hopin' I catch him on live (boom)
And it's only a matter of time (boom)
'Cause bro would be out of his mind (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo, huh (make me, skrrt, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt, slide, boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo (make me slide, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo (slide, yeah, uh)

Money and power, we got the money and power
Know that the city is ours
Spinnin' again, pull up with killers and robbers
Kissin' lil' homies devoured, ayy
Energy, energy, energy
I got that right type of energy
Hold up, let's take a lil' time out (ayy)
Shoutout to all of my enemies
I ain't no regular rap nigga (nah)
They know I live what I rap, nigga (yeah)
Showed up in front of your girl house (woo)
She the one told you I'm that nigga
It never matter what that cost (nah)
Not even showing the bank card (woo)
Most of my homies is in this (ayy)
Most of my women is escorts (ayy)
Like it or love it (yup)
They caught me kissin' a model in public (ah)
I'm on a hunnid, Herbes the nigga, you buggin'
You only live once, so it's, "F*ck it," ayy
They seen me hop out the coupe (yeah)
All of this jewelry, I'm cute, ayy (I am)
I am the truth, the Rollie is yellow, the diamonds is blue

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (skrrt)
Pull up on one of the guys (boom)
And I'm hopin' he won't be surprised (boom)
When I pull up to one on his side (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt)
And I'm hopin' I catch him on live (boom)
And it's only a matter of time (boom)
'Cause bro would be out of his mind (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo, huh (make me, skrrt, boom)
Don't make me slide, huh (skrrt, slide, boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo (make me slide, huh, Lobby, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo, uh (grrt, slide, Capo)

Don't make me bang (bang)
Nine Trey, that's really my gang (whoa)
Back to back, we goin' side to side
Everybody know we outside, slide (slide)
Put them niggas out in Bucktown
I'm a get money, nigga, from uptown
Got bullets with me when I touch down (grrt)
Get it? F*ck 'round (get it?), Love will make you start uppin' it (up)
Since a baby, been tuckin' it (tuckin')
Water rowing, I ain't touchin' shit, respectfully (uh, uh)
Respectfully, you could suck a dick (suck it)
And whatever gon' come with it
Niggas know I get done with it
F-fifty shots, that's a drum with it (whoa)
Hit your block and let the gun whip it (right)
Tell a cop, he can f*ck his ticket
Tell your bitch, she can suck and lick it
It's lit (it's lit), matter of fact, it's up (up)
Back to back to back trucks (tucks)
Catch him in the wrong house
And get his ass backed up (grrt, uh)

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (Fivi', skrrt, boom)

I got a stylist, bitch, I live in SoHo
I'm in the city, I don't need a promo
I don't need a sign, I don't need a logo
I don't need a gang, I pull up on him dolo
Thinkin' 'bout the opps f*ckin' up my mojo
Lock a nigga down, I'm feelin' like a bozo
Don't talk too much, I keep it on the low-low
No jewelry and car 'cause I don't wanna showboat
Huh, woo (woo), huh (yeah)
Can't be a statistic (uh)
I know they watchin' and waitin' to see
Who I'm chillin' it with, so I gotta stay distant (uh)
I don't have too much niggas in my pictures (nah)
I don't have too much karma with my bitches (nah)
They askin' too much questions, then I'm dippin'
Don't got a shooter with me, then I'm flippin' (skrrt, boom)
Don't be a victim (don't be a victim)
'cause it's just a matter of time, huh(yeah)
Talkin' that real shit in your rap
And niggas start gettin' mad at your rhymes (uh)
Like, some of you cappin' in line, huh (yeah)
None of these baddies is mines (nah)
I done bogarted my way to the front, none of you had me aligned

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (skrrt)
Pull up on one of the guys (boom)
And I'm hopin' he won't be surprised (boom)
When I pull up to one on his side (boom, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt)
And I'm hopin' I catch him on live (boom)
And it's only a matter of time (boom)
'Cause bro would be out of his mind (boom, boom)
Don't make me-

(Skrrt, boom)
(Skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
(Make me slide, boom)
(Grrt)
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English

Yeah
You know what's goin' on, nigga (uh)
We's really Lobby Boyz, nigga
Cap, yeah (yeah), yeah

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (slide, skrrt)
Pull up on one of the guys (boom)
And I'm hopin' he won't be surprised (boom)
When I pull up to one on his side (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt)
And I'm hopin' I catch him on live (boom)
And it's only a matter of time (boom)
'Cause bro would be out of his mind (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo, huh (make me, skrrt, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt, slide, boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo (make me slide, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo (slide, yeah, uh)

Money and power, we got the money and power
Know that the city is ours
Spinnin' again, pull up with killers and robbers
Kissin' lil' homies devoured, ayy
Energy, energy, energy
I got that right type of energy
Hold up, let's take a lil' time out (ayy)
Shoutout to all of my enemies
I ain't no regular rap nigga (nah)
They know I live what I rap, nigga (yeah)
Showed up in front of your girl house (woo)
She the one told you I'm that nigga
It never matter what that cost (nah)
Not even showing the bank card (woo)
Most of my homies is in this (ayy)
Most of my women is escorts (ayy)
Like it or love it (yup)
They caught me kissin' a model in public (ah)
I'm on a hunnid, Herbes the nigga, you buggin'
You only live once, so it's, "F*ck it," ayy
They seen me hop out the coupe (yeah)
All of this jewelry, I'm cute, ayy (I am)
I am the truth, the Rollie is yellow, the diamonds is blue

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (skrrt)
Pull up on one of the guys (boom)
And I'm hopin' he won't be surprised (boom)
When I pull up to one on his side (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt)
And I'm hopin' I catch him on live (boom)
And it's only a matter of time (boom)
'Cause bro would be out of his mind (boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo, huh (make me, skrrt, boom)
Don't make me slide, huh (skrrt, slide, boom, boom, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo (make me slide, huh, Lobby, boom)
Don't make me slide, woo, uh (grrt, slide, Capo)

Don't make me bang (bang)
Nine Trey, that's really my gang (whoa)
Back to back, we goin' side to side
Everybody know we outside, slide (slide)
Put them niggas out in Bucktown
I'm a get money, nigga, from uptown
Got bullets with me when I touch down (grrt)
Get it? F*ck 'round (get it?), Love will make you start uppin' it (up)
Since a baby, been tuckin' it (tuckin')
Water rowing, I ain't touchin' shit, respectfully (uh, uh)
Respectfully, you could suck a dick (suck it)
And whatever gon' come with it
Niggas know I get done with it
F-fifty shots, that's a drum with it (whoa)
Hit your block and let the gun whip it (right)
Tell a cop, he can f*ck his ticket
Tell your bitch, she can suck and lick it
It's lit (it's lit), matter of fact, it's up (up)
Back to back to back trucks (tucks)
Catch him in the wrong house
And get his ass backed up (grrt, uh)

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (Fivi', skrrt, boom)

I got a stylist, bitch, I live in SoHo
I'm in the city, I don't need a promo
I don't need a sign, I don't need a logo
I don't need a gang, I pull up on him dolo
Thinkin' 'bout the opps f*ckin' up my mojo
Lock a nigga down, I'm feelin' like a bozo
Don't talk too much, I keep it on the low-low
No jewelry and car 'cause I don't wanna showboat
Huh, woo (woo), huh (yeah)
Can't be a statistic (uh)
I know they watchin' and waitin' to see
Who I'm chillin' it with, so I gotta stay distant (uh)
I don't have too much niggas in my pictures (nah)
I don't have too much karma with my bitches (nah)
They askin' too much questions, then I'm dippin'
Don't got a shooter with me, then I'm flippin' (skrrt, boom)
Don't be a victim (don't be a victim)
'cause it's just a matter of time, huh(yeah)
Talkin' that real shit in your rap
And niggas start gettin' mad at your rhymes (uh)
Like, some of you cappin' in line, huh (yeah)
None of these baddies is mines (nah)
I done bogarted my way to the front, none of you had me aligned

Don't make me (don't make me), slide, huh (skrrt)
Pull up on one of the guys (boom)
And I'm hopin' he won't be surprised (boom)
When I pull up to one on his side (boom, boom)
Don't make me slide (skrrt)
And I'm hopin' I catch him on live (boom)
And it's only a matter of time (boom)
'Cause bro would be out of his mind (boom, boom)
Don't make me-

(Skrrt, boom)
(Skrrt, boom, boom, boom)
(Make me slide, boom)
(Grrt)
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Writer: Brandon Greene, Daniel Simmons, Hector Marin, Jasper Murray, Sean Porterfield, Vashon Straws, Maxie Lee Ryles, Joseph Guillermo Jones II, Jermaine John Coleman
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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