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PERFORMING ARTISTS
S.L.
S.L.
Performer
SL
SL
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SL
SL
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Aye, bill a baseball bat then relax
Like I ain't got nuttin' to say
So I don't wanna hear no feedback, she say she like how I do it
Zuggie in my mouth, and I got the seat back
Oh my, she's applied with the mean back
She got a little attitude but I love that
Brown skin and she's more sweet than a blunt wrap
Sweetest of flavors, let's thank the creators, all my **** love that
Fed chase on my ****, no kicks in
I look back like how the fuck did I jump that
[Verse 2]
Ol' boy, I'm surprised you even risked it
Remind me of your missus
She won't risk it for no biscuit
But she'll risk it for a big spliff
She a ripped bag and you dig it
Done that will send you livid
What you put into the table, boy?
I bring a whole note, every one diggin'
Like this one say she wanna slow down, man what's wrong with women?
Said let's read, how about this one?
All she got was dickens
But it's never what it seems
Like when she comes with a friend, and bro ain't tryna take one for the team
Man, I hate when I catch 'em on the mains
They ain't tryna get got so they causin' scenes
Bro, bro, bro, bro got a reservation for 8
Said he's got a seat booked for in the T
[Verse 3]
How your stats so low, you ain't doin' that road, boy
You gonna rot on the block like L boy
Like bro, the roads ain't workin'
You like backs tryna be a mailboy
Man, I thought you was a hustler
And sell whatever that sells, boy
Stepped in, with a devilish one
Now I come up feelin' like Hellboy
But couple man moving real iffy
Let me think about friendly fire
'Cause I don't need no lubs, your girl got got no more attire
Now she thinks I'm messin' with her
I said no way she filthy
But I know that the case looks weak
I said I'm innocent until proven guilty
[Verse 4]
I, I heard you weren't loud
See I always step with my essentials
That's amber, that's cheddar, that's lemon
Ah man, ah man
Your bitch come bitter like I pressed on the menthol
'Cause I don't need no help
Fall back, your input's dreadful
Like keep your talkin' to a minimal
Nah, B, I ain't no smooth criminal
Take man's digits then do the digital
They see a black youth in a tracksuit and they say he's goin' nowhere
How typical
Had to put it to a straight like we just don't stick
See us comin' like rose
And I need me a silvers bitch
With some golden paws
Just lick, lick, lick on this pirate ship
Till it take me to shore
Oh my, she swallow these kids with that golden jaw
Oh my, she swallow these kids with that golden jaw
With that golden jaw
[Verse 5]
Bill a baseball bat then relax
Like I ain't got nuttin' to say
So I don't wanna hear no feedback, she say she like how I do it
Zuggie in my mouth, and I got the seat back
Oh my she's applied with the mean back
She got a little attitude but I love that
Brown skin and she's more sweet than a blunt wrap
[Verse 6]
Bill a baseball bat then relax
Like I ain't got nuttin' to say
So I don't wanna hear no feedback, she say she like how I do it
Zuggie in my mouth, and I got the seat back
Oh my she's applied with the mean back
She got a little attitude but I love that
Brown skin and she smells sweet than a blunt wrap
She's got brown skin and she smells sweet like a blunt wrap
Written by: SL
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