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TwAn J - Slabb Lyrics



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Waffle, house
Every, week
Second, home
Gotta, eat
Goin, hard
My pro, fession
First, thoughts
Second, guessin
Crossin, over
Answer, questions
Zan, Tac
Indi, gestion
Stomach, rumble
Niggas, starvin
Watch my, travels
Step back, Harden
I got tha remedy for all dat hatin
Niggas wit nothin might tell you to fake it
If you do dat den tha second you make it
Those b tha ones dats gon call you tha fakest
All in my hood niggas kno how to take it
Dish it and give it to freaks workin naked
Roll up tha cookies and den get to bakin
Roll up on me you must got life mistaken
Whoa
Slippin,slidin like pardon me
Soufside a big part of me
Real pain in tha heart of me
Real one since tha start of me
Hawks jacket,jes starter me
Yawl lackin,aynt hard as me
Yawl packin,den draw ya heat
Penmanship, on caligriphy
Curvin freaks, like capital E
Smashin beats, I'm takin dey V
I release, by wakin to weed
I was sleep, in back of a Jeep
Back open
After smokin
After strokin
Kinda hopin
We wud go home and I get in dem cheeks
Yea, ungh
Eat tha cookies, Oreos
Lickin, makin dat white cream
Kissin everywhere, but toes
Get tha towel, she might stream
Grab my head and she might scream
Beat it, like its a, fight scene
I get done, she get wiped clean
I, get, done, she get wiped clean
F*ck
Pahtnuhs lookin for another way
Thankful now for another day
Triedta smoke all my past away
Usedta ask God to pass away
Makin mine, niggas pass a way
Tossin scales, niggas pass tha weight
Out tha pocket,throw tha pass away
Intentional groundin
Aye
Cuz I wasn't doin my best
It won't no allowance
Aye
And I came up on BDS
Don't eat witout bowin
Pray
First Sunday we eatin tha flesh
I kno I b scowlin
Wait
Cuz right now my life is a mess
A mess
Waffle, house
Twice a, week
Watch ya, mouf
Talk is, cheap
Women, lie
Bitches, cheat
Niggas, cap
Trick for, freaks
FA, H
Dats on, me
NP, O
Feed tha, streets
CE, O
In com, plete
I want, mo
Feed me, beats
Sometimes tha people dats standin tha closest,ungh
Got tha best chance to get in
Dey gon watch you from tha leastest to mostest,whoa
Den tell tha folks dey yo friend
Peep how u makin yo money and follow,ungh
Den tellin folks how u move
Dey say ok and rob u and bust hollows,ungh
Den split tha rest wit ol dude
Damn
Operation
Infiltration
Take some patience
Distillation
Put ya homies
In filtration
Destination
No vacation
Since inflation
Cross tha nation
Since creation
I been patient
Hunger thirsty
No hydration
No libation
Generation
No sensation
Jes temptation
Declaration
Emancipation
Proclamation
Separation
Situation
Liberation
Infatuation
Satiation
Quit ya waitin
Quit ya hatin
I'm coolin
Refrigeration
Never basic
Nigga face it
Aggravation
Swisher facin
Get ya lasik
Dis is greatness
Pacin, chasin
Be tha greatest
Gotta make it
I'ma make it
We can make it
So let's make it
Slab
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Waffle, house
Every, week
Second, home
Gotta, eat
Goin, hard
My pro, fession
First, thoughts
Second, guessin
Crossin, over
Answer, questions
Zan, Tac
Indi, gestion
Stomach, rumble
Niggas, starvin
Watch my, travels
Step back, Harden
I got tha remedy for all dat hatin
Niggas wit nothin might tell you to fake it
If you do dat den tha second you make it
Those b tha ones dats gon call you tha fakest
All in my hood niggas kno how to take it
Dish it and give it to freaks workin naked
Roll up tha cookies and den get to bakin
Roll up on me you must got life mistaken
Whoa
Slippin,slidin like pardon me
Soufside a big part of me
Real pain in tha heart of me
Real one since tha start of me
Hawks jacket,jes starter me
Yawl lackin,aynt hard as me
Yawl packin,den draw ya heat
Penmanship, on caligriphy
Curvin freaks, like capital E
Smashin beats, I'm takin dey V
I release, by wakin to weed
I was sleep, in back of a Jeep
Back open
After smokin
After strokin
Kinda hopin
We wud go home and I get in dem cheeks
Yea, ungh
Eat tha cookies, Oreos
Lickin, makin dat white cream
Kissin everywhere, but toes
Get tha towel, she might stream
Grab my head and she might scream
Beat it, like its a, fight scene
I get done, she get wiped clean
I, get, done, she get wiped clean
F*ck
Pahtnuhs lookin for another way
Thankful now for another day
Triedta smoke all my past away
Usedta ask God to pass away
Makin mine, niggas pass a way
Tossin scales, niggas pass tha weight
Out tha pocket,throw tha pass away
Intentional groundin
Aye
Cuz I wasn't doin my best
It won't no allowance
Aye
And I came up on BDS
Don't eat witout bowin
Pray
First Sunday we eatin tha flesh
I kno I b scowlin
Wait
Cuz right now my life is a mess
A mess
Waffle, house
Twice a, week
Watch ya, mouf
Talk is, cheap
Women, lie
Bitches, cheat
Niggas, cap
Trick for, freaks
FA, H
Dats on, me
NP, O
Feed tha, streets
CE, O
In com, plete
I want, mo
Feed me, beats
Sometimes tha people dats standin tha closest,ungh
Got tha best chance to get in
Dey gon watch you from tha leastest to mostest,whoa
Den tell tha folks dey yo friend
Peep how u makin yo money and follow,ungh
Den tellin folks how u move
Dey say ok and rob u and bust hollows,ungh
Den split tha rest wit ol dude
Damn
Operation
Infiltration
Take some patience
Distillation
Put ya homies
In filtration
Destination
No vacation
Since inflation
Cross tha nation
Since creation
I been patient
Hunger thirsty
No hydration
No libation
Generation
No sensation
Jes temptation
Declaration
Emancipation
Proclamation
Separation
Situation
Liberation
Infatuation
Satiation
Quit ya waitin
Quit ya hatin
I'm coolin
Refrigeration
Never basic
Nigga face it
Aggravation
Swisher facin
Get ya lasik
Dis is greatness
Pacin, chasin
Be tha greatest
Gotta make it
I'ma make it
We can make it
So let's make it
Slab
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Writer: Antwan Jennings
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