Rudy Guccio & DJ Flippp - Gucci Slides

Whip that hellcat off the porch, that bitch, it got hella speed
Pedal to the metal, all I hear is my engine scream
Got my eyes on the prize, won't accept no defeat
Talkin' bout my life, they just writin' my biography
Dressed up in disguise for the night, she don't wanna be seen
She only party with freaks, she got one hell of a self-esteem
Took her from a lame, out in New York, outside Fashion Week
On the mic, I'm a beast, spit fire, meltin' dreams
My desire like a choir, inspire melodies
I'm on fire with this rappin', ain't got time for cap'n beef
Jacket came right outta Saint Laurent
Okay now, I wanna see you take it off
Sittin' courtside with my gang, that's how we ball
The rap game in my palm, I write the law
Okay, I hit lil' mama, takin' off her draws
Smack her down with my penis, hittin' raw
The illest rapper out here spittin' with no flaw
Flow like Baskin-Robbins, coldest ever saw
Told the story of my life, I write in chalk
Every night I fight some demons when they stalk
Demons
White demons when I walk
Whip that hellcat off the porch, that bitch, it got hella speed
Pedal to the metal, all I hear is my engine scream
Got my eyes on the prize, won't accept no defeat
Talkin' bout my life, they just writin' my biography
Hit my shmoney dance, I'm too fried
I just wish that pussy came with nine lives
Ask her who pussy is this, said it's mine
Had to run it back like Deion primetime
Look at this shit, tell my haters calm down
Uzi came with a tip, with a silencer gun really shootin' the shit
I pop out and I go slide in a wide body jeep
We some wild-ass guys, niggas runnin' too deep
Them boys wanna try, then come find me
Screaming, free all other guys in confinement
See the pain in their eyes from indictment
Life way too short, you better move in silence
Yeah, she don't want no pearls, she want diamonds
She can't fuck with Rolex, she too timeless
That's my baby gave my heart, now I'm spineless
Call me zaddy or whatever, talkin' nonsense
Whip that hellcat off the porch, that bitch, it got hella speed
Pedal to the metal, all I hear is my engine scream
Got my eyes on the prize, won't accept no defeat
Talkin' bout my life, they just writin' my biography
White demons wanna walk

Written by:
Romario Daley

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