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lirik lagu lil blood - slow down freestyle

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[intro]
if you dont grind, you dont shine
your now tuned in to drug dealers favorite dj, (d~d~dj racks)
who’s at that money counter?
(?)

[verse]
(?) i ain’t lying b~tch you h~lla wet
im trynna work your physical and dissect your intellect
maybe you can be the mother of my first born baby
you’ve been on a n~gga mind tough lately
sounds crazy but im (?) baby steelo, real sh~t
maybe catching feelings for you on the d~low
do anything necessary for her, so dont let the necessary occur
she be on her fly sh~t, i’ve never been a trick but she my b~tch
big louis purse yeah i copped it
stunt on em hoes, she my b~tch, so she do what she told
you deserve it baby stunt on them hoes
they ain’t f~ckin with you
(uh~uh)

theres levels to this sh~t
can’t f~ck my hoe cuz theres levels to this wrist
my first impression got these (?) folks sweatin
f~cking b~tches unprotected is my deepest confession
real sh~t, you can be my bonnie on some real sh~t
i feel some type of way about you, promise you a real b~tch
i lie to these other hoes but you i keep it real with
never been in love before, got me on some ill sh~t
sometimes you want to leave me but you never do
i be lying to these hoes, i can’t tell the truth
first you love me then you hate me, i got feelings too
to tell the truth babygirl i can’t tell the truth
so what you wanna do? rock with yo n~gga?
if them suckas get to trippin, will you pop it for yo n~gga?
do you vow to hold me down, and keep it solid with yo n~gga?
never lie and touch a fly and take the stand on yo n~gga?
would you kiss all over me with yo tongue?
can i run into your arms whenever times get rough?
if i ain’t trappin, i’ll flip burgers at burger king~
would you be ashamed to tell yo friends you f~ckin me?

on some fly sh~t, you the b~tch i want to grow and die with
them other hoes ain’t sh~t to me dont trip over no side b~tch
sliding in, baby kush blowin cherry pie (?)
she want it then she got it, it ain’t trickin cuz shes my b~tch
and we can go to the honeycomb hideout
i’ll get you real comfortable and show you want i’m bout’
mix the pills with the remy and then we gon wild out
have yo nose touchin the wall like you on time~out


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