Sweep - Slime Dreams

I got it, I got it
I pop it, he shot it
He roll it, I smoke it
I want it, that noddy
I got the lean for fiends to set up their dreams my slimes all know bout it
After the lean she sleeps she having wet dreams of me with her Coke body
I got it, I got it
I pop it, he shot it
He roll it, I smoke it
I want it, that noddy
I got the lean for fiends to set up their dreams my slimes all know bout it
After the lean she sleeps she having wet dreams of me with her Coke body

I got some partners that call me the chief
My darg will spray leave you fresh like Febreeze
We're coming in tekky I got a through ball left her Messi
She say that my drip is so clean
That must be why she been fucking with Sweep
Time is of essence that Patek Phillippe
I ain't a regular nigga you know it
And I can tell that she love me way she throw it
She want that Dior
Groupies are coming they come in all fours
Lyrics go wild we come to the Forrest
Plug be an artist I call him the florist
I can be heartless but you love me for it
I get the homie to pass the cash we flip it
The Merc to do up a dash let's get it
The smoke we toke cuh the ash the limit
No cap we litty

Frontin
Hold up
This money
Controlla
Henny
Pour it up
I'm high
Wrist solar
I'm kinda bi polar
I could end up fucking your daughter
And then get them bands we toss up
Uhh

I got it, I got it
I pop it, he shot it
He roll it, I smoke it
I want it, that noddy
I got the lean for fiends to set up their dreams my slimes all know bout it
After the lean she sleeps she having wet dreams of me with her coke body
I got it, I got it
I pop it, he shot it
He roll it, I smoke it
I want it, that noddy
I got the lean for fiends to set up their dreams my slimes all know bout it
After the lean she sleeps she having wet dreams of me with her coke body

Sip sip
I think a brother came with a dip dip
Man I'm loving all the curves and the hip dips
First time I buy a chain watch it hit hit
Less weight on my back I won't fall off
Got caught by her man he gon call her
Keep shooting these shots I'm a baller
Keep giving back shots to your gal huh
She just want Prada
Buy another ring cause my rings lonely
A ring just for me keep my tings lonely
I need more bands on bands on me
It ain't been long that we been on fleek
A couple of my slimes coming from RG now
Protect my time need a Patek on me now
Put dirt on my slime then Sweep gonna clean now
Running out of lean call the plug it's on me

Frontin
Hold up
This money
Controlla
Henny
Pour it up
I'm high
Wrist solar
I'm kinda bi polar
I could end up fucking your daughter
And then get them bands we toss up
Uhh

I got it, I got it
I pop it, he shot it
He roll it, I smoke it
I want it, that noddy
I got the lean for fiends to set up their dreams my slimes all know bout it
After the lean she sleeps she having wet dreams of me with her coke body
I got it, I got it
I pop it, he shot it
He roll it, I smoke it
I want it, that noddy
I got the lean for fiends to set up their dreams my slimes all know bout it
After the lean she sleeps she having wet dreams of me with her coke body

Written by:
Lewis Johnson

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