Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slidin, artist - Bass Santana. Album song Obeah Child, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, Mosh
Song language: English
Slidin |
Eight to the bottom, eight to the top, wavy |
Mobbing, fuck it for ya |
Bass for your hips, pop in it and lock |
, blow it, all goddamn night |
I got bitches, that’s my business |
As my witness, I need two to keep my dick |
I pull up on 'em with the shits |
Mess around and catch a body fucking with this chick |
Wait, I know you got niggas tryna fuck you |
Wait, I know that your nigga he don’t trust you |
Wait, to be honest I would keep you close too |
But I’m not your nigga, I just want you, aye |
You are now rocking with the coldest, yuh |
Pour it up and sip on this slow shit |
Purple keep a motherfucker focused, yuh |
That molly keep her pretty legs open, yeah |
I just want a lil bad bitch on my mattress |
I might move a lil fast baby, but we’ll get past it |
Acting up like it’s too big for you, so dramatic |
Roll me a blunt of that gas, I don’t smoke no babbage |
Hold on, wait |
Do not put a label on the ting baby, yeah |
Take my and got no name baby, yeah |
You already know the gang supreme baby, yeah |
Turn the pussy to a fiend baby, yeah |
Got to hold it on me like five yards back |
But my other niggas don’t know what to do with that |
She the type to like a little pain with it, wait |
Mess around and put my whole name on a bitch |