Got the Glock on my side and I'm itching to blow
I told dat lil hoe, I don't love you no more
That boy is on thin ice, a slippery slope
Extended clip, this bitch as long as a rope
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and you don't even know
When I start to get sad, I just pour up a four
Dun call me a body, now, I'm on the low
I hang with the Mexicans , hang with the locs
Can't hang with you cause I do not trust your Folks
They could be opps on the low
But I'm luhdom, I just be over thinking bro
I be over thinking shit, I don't know, Why I'm Alive anyways
That bitch kept on yappin' smacked her in her' Face
Dat bitch is a freak yea she like how it taste
And I don't want a case (do not want a case, I Don't not wake a case)
I don't want a case at all
She came to my crib, she took off her draws
Dick all in her jaws
I be spinning' bands at the mall
In life, you gotta take risks
I'm prepared to die for this shit
I'm prepared to die for this shit (yuh)
Got the Glock on my side and I'm itching to blow
I told dat lil hoe, I don't love you no more
That boy is on thin ice, a slippery slope
Extended clip, this bitch as long as a rope
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and you don't even know
When I start to get sad, I just pour up a four
Dun call me a body, now, I'm on the low
I hang with the Mexicans , hang with the locs
Can't hang with you cause I do not trust your folks
Luh Dom - slope Lyrics
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Got the Glock on my side and I'm itching to blow
I told dat lil hoe, I don't love you no more
That boy is on thin ice, a slippery slope
Extended clip, this bitch as long as a rope
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and you don't even know
When I start to get sad, I just pour up a four
Dun call me a body, now, I'm on the low
I hang with the Mexicans , hang with the locs
Can't hang with you cause I do not trust your Folks
They could be opps on the low
But I'm luhdom, I just be over thinking bro
I be over thinking shit, I don't know, Why I'm Alive anyways
That bitch kept on yappin' smacked her in her' Face
Dat bitch is a freak yea she like how it taste
And I don't want a case (do not want a case, I Don't not wake a case)
I don't want a case at all
She came to my crib, she took off her draws
Dick all in her jaws
I be spinning' bands at the mall
In life, you gotta take risks
I'm prepared to die for this shit
I'm prepared to die for this shit (yuh)
Got the Glock on my side and I'm itching to blow
I told dat lil hoe, I don't love you no more
That boy is on thin ice, a slippery slope
Extended clip, this bitch as long as a rope
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and you don't even know
When I start to get sad, I just pour up a four
Dun call me a body, now, I'm on the low
I hang with the Mexicans , hang with the locs
Can't hang with you cause I do not trust your folks
I told dat lil hoe, I don't love you no more
That boy is on thin ice, a slippery slope
Extended clip, this bitch as long as a rope
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and you don't even know
When I start to get sad, I just pour up a four
Dun call me a body, now, I'm on the low
I hang with the Mexicans , hang with the locs
Can't hang with you cause I do not trust your Folks
They could be opps on the low
But I'm luhdom, I just be over thinking bro
I be over thinking shit, I don't know, Why I'm Alive anyways
That bitch kept on yappin' smacked her in her' Face
Dat bitch is a freak yea she like how it taste
And I don't want a case (do not want a case, I Don't not wake a case)
I don't want a case at all
She came to my crib, she took off her draws
Dick all in her jaws
I be spinning' bands at the mall
In life, you gotta take risks
I'm prepared to die for this shit
I'm prepared to die for this shit (yuh)
Got the Glock on my side and I'm itching to blow
I told dat lil hoe, I don't love you no more
That boy is on thin ice, a slippery slope
Extended clip, this bitch as long as a rope
I'm f*ckin' your bitch and you don't even know
When I start to get sad, I just pour up a four
Dun call me a body, now, I'm on the low
I hang with the Mexicans , hang with the locs
Can't hang with you cause I do not trust your folks
Writer: Dominic Evans
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