| Mhm, New York to Chi-town, rrr
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| Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
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| Woop
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| I still got hoop dreams, I got moodswings
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| I could do things in a plain white tee
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| And some blue jeans, introducing
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| My lil' boo thing, she gon' stick with thick or thin
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| That’s a mood ring (Uh), everybody eats (Uh)
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| You just don’t keep receipts, I’ma just press delete (Ss)
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| Always ten toes like feet (Ss), came with some built-in cleat (Ss)
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| You don’t need help like cheats, you don’t need help like Meeseeks
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| World on my back like leech (Ch-ch), mafia fam like Meech (Ch-ch)
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| Steady, keep growin' like Ch-ch-chia
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| Bringin' my son to the beach (Ch-ch)
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| Never sit in my seat
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| I cannot be impeached, wash the bitch down with bleach
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| Yeah, I stuck around, aw, lookie now
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| Suki-suki now, got a Grammy, I ain’t lyin'
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| Ask Cookie now, got my hoodie down
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| Get it goodie now, get into it now
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| Gimme five, it’s a vibe, in the hood like drivebys
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| I ain’t talkin' wavin' hands when I’m in Dubai, bye
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| With the people that I love, rep 'em 'til I die-die
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| And I’m fly, when you fly they give you the side-eye, ooh
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| I just hit the plug, 'bout to buy a pound (Pound, pound)
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| Fendi on my moon boots, higher ground (Ground, ground)
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| Pistol on my lap when I ride around (Round, round, pew-pew-pew-pew)
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| People I could trust when I’m not around (Round, round)
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| Loco, I go loco, took a oath, though (Yee)
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| No Grammy, still a goat, though
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| You seen how a true queen and a hoop dream
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| Made my Pinkprint the routine
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| Treats, everybody eats
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| Most of them stay quiet but everybody peeps
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| Feet stay up in some heat (Ha)
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| Act like they don’t follow, but everybody sheep
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| Ahh-ahh, ohh-ohh
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| Back on my bullshit, shout-out Chicago
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| Me and my man Griselda and Pablo
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| Back then, I was broke, I can buy it now (Buy it now)
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| Got a bitch who love me, I can die around (Die around)
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| I’m on my fourth cup and I’m tired now (Tired now)
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| Your gas tank 93 so you can’t ride around
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| Name hold weight, elites
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| Get head in the car with my seats (Let's get it)
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| Like my pants no crease (No crease)
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| Gotta watch out for a leech
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| No two fish, Uber Eats
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| Perky one-two-threes
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| New Era hat say «3»
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| Fuck a bitch while she bleed
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| She nameless like Lil Keed
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| Drink my seeds, yes, indeed
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| Fuck with Chance, he elite
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| I got a bitch and she don’t cheat
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| Foreign car, beep-beep
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| Get out my way, I’m OC
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| I can’t go back to DOC
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| Even though I’m ODB (Yeah, he back)
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| I put my bitch in Saint Laurent (Yeah, yeah)
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| Smokin' gas like Chevron (Yeah, yeah)
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| Ain’t got a Grammy, soon one’ll come, mmh
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| The streets told me I’m the one, yeah
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around)
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| Salmon Gucci slide, slide around (Slide around)
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| Legit on that jet, I can fly around (Fly around)
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| Livin' with some people I could die around (Die around)
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| Livin' with the people I’ma die around (Die around) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slide Around , by - Chance The Rapper. Song from the album The Big Day, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп