Chris Patrick - SLIDE ON ME

Im too suitable
Im too cute
To be fucking on bitches
I don’t see as beautiful
Hit that whoopdie woo
Have her suck on my rooster
As Soon as I give her the Uber to
Pharmaceutical
I be doping her down with this dick
Take that bitch to her funeral
Fuck the who is who
We gon keep it lowkey
so they don’t even know what I do to you
Imma have you do tricks
You ain’t done before
Disappear off ya block
Like a UFO
Have you holster this pole
Like it’s gun control
You don’t look pushing pace
Imma fuck you slow

You could see I’m outside today
You could come be my vibe today
Seen that look in ya eyes
I’ll spin down ya block
Ya block
Ya block

She wanna slide on me

I send her the digits
Tell her to pivot

She wanna slide on me

I Hope she don’t forget it
Whenever I hit it

And she wanna slide on me
Take the night off and ride with me
Is you down
Take a dive with me
21 questions, I’d ask you right now
Is you down to
down to

Die for me ?



Baby you know it’s up
For whenever
Send a pin, I’m down for trekking
Slide thru that shit
In inclement weather
We don’t even go together
But baby you posting
Seen on ya finsta
Steady been ghosting
I ain’t yo nigga yet
Be We getting closer
I see ya nigga.
And do not approach em
He want that smoke with me
Pew pew
He don’t want smoke with me
Ya Nigga a joke to me
I pull this dick out make you choke and scream, aye
I Pop out on lil bih, like it’s 3D
Finna slide in her slot like a CD
Finna push on them buttons like TV

Finna channel the vibe

Baby, is you down to he slide for me

Cause she wanna slide on me
She can’t take her eyes off me
Lil baby too fine to me
21 questions, I ask you rn

Written by:
Shepard Thomas, Aaron Paris, Christin Patrick

Publisher:
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