Lyrics Slick, Throw Me a Cigarette - Da$h, Germ

Slick, Throw Me a Cigarette

Let my nuts swing like Barry Bonds' bat, uh
If you see our face, bitch, you know we got straps, uh
If we see your bitch, bet she throw that ass back, uh
Talkin' all that gangsta shit, don’t get clapped at, pussy
Don’t get clapped at, uh, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, so
Don’t get clapped at, so, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, brr
Pop the in clip like VHSs in a VCR
If he eat a bar, then he seein' stars
Nigga talkin' hard, nigga seein' God
Bitch is suckin' dick when she see the car
Play the game like Bobby Fischer
Chess game, checkmate you niggas
Picture Dolla fallin' off
Labels callin' while this bitch is lickin' balls
Got it off of pitchin' nickels in the hall
Top drop like a hot body
Got a homie, got a cop shot up
Fucked a model with the thot body
I been goin' hard since they defined it
Complicated, but I’m simple minded
Everybody lookin' bonafided
Say I hit it in the perfect timin'
Ridin', swervin'
Geekin', lurkin'
I robbed your plug on purpose
Your bitch, she said I’m perfect
Let my nuts swing like Barry Bonds' bat, uh
If you see our face, bitch, you know we got straps, uh
If we see your bitch, bet she throw that ass back, uh
Talkin' all that gangsta shit, don’t get clapped at, pussy
Don’t get clapped at, uh, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, so
Don’t get clapped at, so, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, brr
Yup, got that product, work the product, flip the product
Did it all for legal dollars
Super star, Holocaust, guns is drawn
, I’ma fall through
Same dudes, you knew, not no more
I’m loaded up, narcotics runnin' through my body, uh
New phase, big cup
Screwface, dumb lit
Stop it now, you ain’t movin' how I’m movin'
Tie the noose, a nigga’s body bag
Comin' with that verse, lay it down
Bad shit, childish lil' ho gave me acid
To the verse, slidin', speedin'
Cup of purple, leanin', swervin'
Bringin' ruckus wherever you lay at
Stains on the welcome mat, they know 'bout that
Let my nuts swing like Barry Bonds' bat, uh
If you see our face, bitch, you know we got straps, uh
If we see your bitch, bet she throw that ass back, uh
Talkin' all that gangsta shit, don’t get clapped at, pussy
Don’t get clapped at, uh, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, so
Don’t get clapped at, so, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, brr
Don’t get clapped at, uh, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, so
Don’t get clapped at, so, don’t get clapped at, yeah
Don’t get clapped at, pussy, don’t get clapped at, brr