Correction Paroles Slide (Remix) par H.E.R.

Featuring(s) : Pop Smoke, A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie, Chris Brown

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Paroles

Baby, when we gon' slide?
When we gon' slide?
It's Pop Smoke

5167 Patek Philippe on the wrist (Uh)
Why we in the bed? We could've did it in the whip
Baby, I'm just tryna fuck (Fuck), not make love (No)
If you tryna have some kids, that's a dub
Said I'm 'bout to put this condom on right now (Now)
From the look up in your eyes (From the look up in your eyes)
You already told me once (You already told me)
So you don't gotta tell me twi-i-ice (Yeah)
Baby, jump up on this bike, look forward and pedal
Let me rock your world, you never had this hard metal
Baby, I'm a gangster, gentleman in disguise
Just came home after doin' some time
Let me woo ya nina, just read between the lines
Just read between the lines, yeah
It's six in the morning and I'm tryna get you, baby

All he wanna do is gas me
How we end up in the backseat?
Just tryna get to the bag
We on the same page, you the same way
Only keep the fam around me
So let me know what it's gon' be
I don't plan on gettin' no sleep, while we

Doin' our thing, movin' too fast
Candy paint with the windows all black
Seats crème brûlée, what they gon' say?
With the top down screamin', "Money ain't a thing"
And we up 'til six in the mornin'
When the sun rise, we be on it
Ooh, I got five, you know it's all live
Tell me when to go, baby, when we gon' slide?
Baby, when we gon' slide? Hey, uh
Up all night, baby, when we gon' slide? Yeah
Up all night, baby, when we gon' slide? Oh, oh
Up all night, baby, when we gon' slide?

Look, you're just my type
Baby, when we gon' slide?
I'll put you in a G-Wagen if that's your vibe
And I ain't even gon' lie
Don't you ever play around, even when you're mad, you're mine
Baby, don't you ever switch sides
You know I can see it in your eyes
Yeah, we on the same page, we on the same wave
Drinkin' champagne on the airplane
Bustdown on your pinkies and your earrings
I know they call me Boogie Man, but it ain't scary
All this money on me, it's a damn shame
And I don't want you to ever feel embarrassed
So I bought you some baguettes, I bought you some carats
Yeah, but I think I was over my head, movin' too fast

You gon' keep on givin' it up, it ain't no stoppin' you
You a queen, liftin' you up, I had to drop a few
Bad bitches, cut 'em loose, they tried to take that spot from you
Told her, "I'm tryna cuff," she said, "I don't see no cop in you"
Diamonds big as a fist, VVS on her wrist
Every day a vacation, don't get no hotter than this
Relax, baby, lay it back, askin' you to sit right down
Buttnaked on the table, you the shit right now
Fake love don't exist
When it come to me and who I'm really fuckin' with
Haters always on my dick, but not the one suckin' it
Always lookin' at my pic', callin' me by my government
What's the plan? What's your goals? What you really lookin' for?
I got Benz, I got Ghost, I'm the man, I'm the G.O.A.T.
Makin' angels in the snow, don't keep playin' with your nose
Take a stroll down the coast
South of France, we in Cannes, let me drive the boat

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