XOGUAP - Slouch Lyrics

Uh huh yeah, no no no

Okay slouch on your bitch
Yeah she finna make me sick
Grab the 9, hit a lick
Choppa fuck your life to shit
I be up, snakes on the ground
With the drugs, you on the down low

Damn son where'd you find this

Slouch
Ooh
Yeah I'm just messing with ya

Okay slouch on your bitch
Yeah she finna make me sick
Grab the 9, hit a lick
Choppa fuck your life to shit
I be up, snakes on the ground
Like the illness, you got the down
Genetic
End these pussies rap careers and all these heretics
Okay slouching on her (What)
Body so curvaceous (Yeah)
Home boy pounding on her (Huh)
Ass was so bodacious (Yeah)
So delicious, that bitch was spitting
Swallow my dick, she fuck in the kitchen
Swallow my kids, fuck with these women
I don't want ass, unless it be fitting
In them jeans girl
Make that cheery pop like a soda pop
Took her in a spaceship, suck me, fuck me. and she give me top
Wait
Don't come to me when I'm up in the sky
Where were all you when I's broken inside
She don't give no fucks 'bout who coming through
Make up stain left on her pillow brand new

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Slouch, aye what
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Yeah

Ain't got nobody, we pullin' up to the party
We finna pull out the Drako and go cling clack
Pull up in boats, her pussy root beer float
Don't you call me your dog, I ain't no patty wack, knick knack
Click that, hit that, with your bitch yeah
Shawty suck me off for a chocolate bar KitKat (Huh)
Rip that, bong long, need a haircut (What)
Snip snap
Girly start a streak on snapchat (Yuh)
Rappers say they rap fast
Always tryna chase bags
Chase bags
At the bank, no wrist tag (Ching)
Tap that, imma hit her like a lick yeah (Huh)
Sick yeah
Shawty sick, finna risk that (Yuh)
Lost in emotion
Pussy so fine starting all the commotion (What)
When I insert, shawty spit like ocean
Ain't no reply when she hit up my broski, who?

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Slouch, aye what
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Yeah

Y'all really gotta learn how to produce your shit
Your fucking crew is shit
Your vocals are shit
Your instrumental is shit
Your whole rap career is shit
That's facts
I'm just playing with you
We'll see who takes over the game in a few years