CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Don’t Slip

n***a stay fit, don't come on my street
The b*t*h know Keef got some on his feet
I'm lookin at my son and he grew a couple feet
Know I be with my boys and ain't talkin back street
If you tryna front pull up on back street
I know I got money don't be tryna tax me
If you on some business, n***a you can fax me
She like when I get the top gone like last week
It's 50 to the greys and I'm wearing a hoodie
Chief so what’s that I smell that good kushy
I heard you with the police force and you a rookie
I'm walkin around this b*t*h like a liquor tootsie
I heard you ain't tryna f**k her but you eat the pu**y
Ain't ain't even wanna f**k that b*t*h she look weak
Told my brother bring me back some clothes from japenese
I might be wit a chinese but b*t*h I’m Capanese
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, I got a tiger by its feet
King of the Jungle, watching out for rivalries
Looked up my shoes and they say made a n***a lit
Went and bought a mop oh yeah I named it slippery
Aye, don't slip n***a, don't slip n***a, don't slip n***a
My shoes tied, I don't trip n***a
And if I'm in the club I'm in the VIP n***a
Light you up LED strip n***a
Act like you got it locked you get zipped n***a
And I'm real f**kin cool, I got the whips n***a
n***a get off yo block and take a trip n***a
n***a get off yo block and take a trip n***a