Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song And We Go, artist - Slum Village.
Date of issue: 05.07.2018
Record label: Ne'Astra
Song language: English
And We Go |
These niggas man |
They ain’t getting it |
It’s Slum Village man |
We back motherfuckers |
Aye, it’s on yea |
Come on |
Yup, I had to bring the fuckin rugga to you |
Old school, sorta like a old cougar |
Greenfield Plaza, my old jeweler |
Tracks in, gold blocks, suede pumas |
Official, got to commit to |
Comin with raw has never been the issue |
Out of my mind, losing my mental |
Niggas opposite of hard, aka gentile |
I kill a hater with a pen stroke |
I kill chickens with a penis, six strokes |
I stand em draw, staying on big boats |
(Hook) |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go oooh ooooh |
Yea, Slum headin for a force like a hurricane |
Brain storm taken for a swarm |
Claudiella jackets, face going ninja style |
Only eyes seen deep blow |
Fit it on top — a crown piece |
Royalty in my veins, dangerous |
If ain’t got trust on dog spin lyrical angel dust |
Bad with it, dirty mint, magnet on a soldier |
He’ll beat an oppose, jog Jay nigga |
Deep game, all up in er |
Pimp and I got the thick yard love thinner |
So effortless is the S to the villa |
What you figure nigga? |
(Hook) |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go and we go and we go |
And we go |
You will look engine, I’m a engineer |
You want that ready with you better listen here |
I am heavy ammunition, do no best rendition |
A pot of swishas politican with the pictures |
Better get yo bitch, she bout to kick you out the picture |
She on my dick, she know my shit gon curl her whiskers |
Running through the bags, zipping through the zippers |
Cupid nigga swag, whip em out the kitchen |
Burn a lot of gas when you on a mission |
The niggas smoking trash, I ain’t tryna kitran |
Word to that lemon pepper on the fried chicken |
I’m like that jalapeno pepper on the side nigga |
You can’t fuck with it, don’t try nigga |
I’m canola, I’mma fry niggas |
I’m black Henny, got the rockaby bitch from Jack city to clap semis |
I make em niggas fall back quickly |
Yea |