Yung Bleu - Slums
I made a couple chips off that stove
I'm a mack and I go pimp all my hoes
I made a couple chips off that road
And I need twenty for a motherfuckin' show
I got a lot of diamonds on me
Nigga I'm cool with it
I got a baby nine on me
Watch how I move with it
She done fell in love with the whole gang
Let the whole crew hit it
I had to show the whole world
I was a fool with it
I'll never let my nigga down
Nigga I stay with it i'm on your magazine
Young nigga on your TV screen
I heard some niggas that I
Love tryna change on me
I heard my day one nigga tryna change on me
I made a couple chips off that stove
I'm a mack and I go pimp all my hoes
I made a couple chips off that road
And I need twenty for a motherfuckin' show
Just like B Will I be finessin' all my hoes
Gucci-ed down from my neck to my toe
I wanna give the best to my bro
From the slums, nigga I'll never fold
I kiss and then I diss all my hoes
I fuck and I dismiss all my hoes
I'm drippin' like some piss on my ho
I'm finna go get rich on you hoes
I just copped a 'Vette on you hoes
Don't put up with no mess from you hoes
I know what to expect from you hoes
I took off like a jet on you hoes
I made a couple chips off that stove
I'm a mack and I go pimp all my hoes
I made a couple chips off that road
And I need twenty for a motherfuckin' show
Just like B Will I be finessin' all my hoes
Gucci-ed down from my neck to my toe
I wanna give the best to my bro
From the slums, nigga I'll never fold
Whole lot of money out the hood
I'ma make the shit look good
Came in straight up out the wood
Juggin' with a big four-five
Hit you in you shit four times
I just hit your bitch four times
I ain't even hit four lines
Serve a brick make it re-rock
Whip it and whip it and I make it rock up
I'm straight out the gutter
I tore the whole block up
I'm over the stove, whip it 'til it lock up
They know we shootin' whenever we pop up
I made a couple chips off that stove
I'm a mack and I go pimp all my hoes
I made a couple chips off that road
And I need twenty for a motherfuckin' show
Just like B Will I be finessin' all my hoes
Gucci-ed down from my neck to my toe
I wanna give the best to my bro
From the slums, nigga I'll never fold
I made a couple chips off that stove
I'm a mack and I go pimp all my hoes
I made a couple chips off that road
And I need twenty for a motherfuckin' show
Written by:
Reserv, Jeremy Biddle
Publisher:
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