Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slam Like Blake, artist - OJ Da Juiceman. Album song 6 Ringz 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 32 ENTERTAINMENT
Song language: English
Slam Like Blake |
Slam like Blake when I’m posted in the trap |
40 band jug, that’s a 10 band cap |
Try to pull a move then I peel your cap |
Young Juiceman, he don’t play like that |
Swear you’s a killer but nigga, you’s a rat |
2 or 3 200 flat |
Whipping up the work, you can call it flapjack |
21 zips like a game of Blackjack |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Slam like Blake when I’m posted in the trap |
40 band jug, that’s a 10 band cap |
Try to pull a move then I peel your cap |
Young Juiceman, he don’t play like that |
Swear you’s a killer but nigga, you’s a rat |
2 or 3 200 flat |
Whipping up the work, you can call it flapjack |
21 zips like a game of Blackjack |
Spent a couple dollars but I made it right back |
I’m a real trapper, just stating a fact |
Stupid wrist game, should’ve put it in the back |
Jumping out the gym like I’m doing jumping jacks |
Do a magic trick, pull a rabbit out the hat |
Bricks of, got bricks on deck |
Brand new cooler on a 30 shot Tec |
Swimming pool, man the shit got wet |
Slow it down |
Skrrt! |
(4x) |
Speed it up |
Whip (4x) |
Slow it down |
Skrrt! |
(4x) |
Speed it up |
Whip (4x) (Aye!) |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Broke my wrist cooking fish, whip a brick |
36, 2 a zip, broke down to nicks |
Calculator, where my scale? |
Ain’t missing shit |
Talking slick, pull up quick, hit 'em with the stick |
Back to business, back in the kitchen, time to plug some chickens |
Water whipping (2x), get some extra digits |
Doing numbers (2x), I’m a mathematician |
Training day (2x), I got them flying pigeons |
Cooking cookies (2x), yeah I got them frisbees |
I got them babies (2x) like I signed with Disney |
In the trenches with Whitney, .40 by kidney |
Posted in the trap, boy I’m slamming like Blake Griffin (Aye!) |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Slam like Blake, call me Jake the Flake |
Watching for the jakes, watching for the snakes |
Ol' police ass nigga, tryna send me upstate |
'Cause I’m kingpin status, steak and lobster on my plate |
With my right hand, I make millions |
Came from 'partment buildings |
Slamming on these niggas like my name was Blake Griffin |
You know I keep white like that boy Andy Griffin |
Pull up on your set, leave you sleeping with the fishes |
Heard you sneak dissing but nigga, you ain’t official |
Black and white diamonds like the man who blow the whistle |
'88 box, inside color tissue |
No I’m not from Russia but my Glock hold missiles, nigga |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |
Sl-slam like Blake, damn near broke my wrist |