Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slummin', artist - E-40.
Date of issue: 25.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Slummin' |
Showing up, showing out, making my presence known |
Rolling up, smoking out, in a perfect fucking zone |
Fast laning and slumming, you can hear this hustler coming |
'Round the block with hell knock, cutting up, stunting |
Middle finger out the sun roof, buckled up, not loose |
Ready to catch a fade, ready to put up my fucking dukes |
Read to squeeze and make a neck, like this bottle of Grey Goose |
I ain’t never cashed a check, just street nigga loot |
Mannishness, foolery, rocking hella jewelry |
Local superstar, you oughta see my car |
Outta sight, up to par, came a long way hecka far |
And I owe it to my triple beam and my pickle jar |
There’s macking in my DNA, make a bitch pay what she weight |
Everyday a holiday, born and raised up in the yay |
A polished young brother, never been a sucker |
A sharp hustler, flyer than a crop duster |
We out here grittin 'bout gudda it’s like a holiday |
Standing out on the steps where my mama stay |
Walking right up to the car, let’s keep it coming |
We out here slummin' |
Trapping and checking my traps |
Collecting and counting my racks |
Steadily shooting craps, toting and packing gats |
At the party double fisted, at the bar gettin' hella twisted |
See that bitch right there? |
That’s the homie bitch |
But he don’t know I’m hitting it |
Little gutter chick, can’t get enough of it |
Strung out on my dick, she like to spit on it |
Act classy but really a freak nasty |
She like for me to nut on her cavity |
It’s game involved, I’m a damn fool |
I’m the nigga, a fixture, my nigga I’m the dude |
I’ve never been a big tipper I can be hella rude |
Only thing I tip is my liquor and my brew |
Boss status, smoking cabbage, living lavish, extra mannish |
Profit flipping, flipping profit |
Louis sipping, hustle-holic |