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5 Ela Video (MV)




Performed By: Slum Village
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: James Yancey, T. Glover




Slum Village - 5 Ela Lyrics
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All of y'all, is on our dicks
Stop ridin, you might get penetrated
And I'd sho' hate it, if you end up impregnated

Well at least 4 out of 5 niggas in the place know whattup's or what
Be yellin' peaceful 'cause I got the piece put up
In a box with the rock in the back of the, Lex it protects
I done told 'em that I'm usin' my ex
Romancin' the lady
Bitches come to take a chance on my meat
I see that you can't wait to get into my pants
Come and dance on my lap, all real we can get buck
Hoochies on the dance show

Sh-sh-sho' nuff, s-s-slow up, shut up
Shut the f*ck and start workin' me off
Bitch you pressin' yo' luck, who says we're f*ckin' you up
Shh-shh-sluh, suh-slow the f*ck up

We got that boom, bip, nigga don't slip
Talkin that punk shit, will definitely get yo' punk split
Your major malfunction, make me set trip
Now we dumpin, on yo' bitch, so don't ask me for nuttin'

Ayo hold up a second fella, the Ela
After S is, cash collectin', you jealous
'Cause we fly like some propellers, tell a
Another other we hella, my niggas, well um

You can't be a bitch in this music shit
You got to put yo' dick in this music shit
My crew put the dick in on the ultimate
I guess you plays the bitch and we beez the pimp
Mr. Kitty Cat, head on the mat, show me where's it at
Knock-kneed pigeontoed, stone cold asshole
Put your mouth on my meat, just call me Rollo
You can't have me, I'm just too dope

Yo f*ck the cop market, the Glock clockin'
The dough sockin', the beat rockin, bitch knockin'
Your rap mockin', woop woop, stop jockin'
Your rap floppin', my whole crew is non-stoppin'

I put it towards y'all a little somethin about the S
A little bit of fact that revolves, the five helluva elements and all
Visualizin' fiver liver, saliva flyin'
So the last of the real rap and also assimilizin' the slack of slack rappers

Youse a bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch
Switch, throw yo' hands in the air and suck a dick
Bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch
That's why a nigga like you always suck a dick

Back to, what I sayin befo' we, anti-you
Steppin' to meet we, yeah right the who
Wanna do this not a fair fight, true we
Do what we do just to, shed light on you and you and you

You can open up yo' eyes and watch my crew do this
We got more feel than a clitoris
In yo' eyes I see a lot of deceitfulness
Bring your whole hood and still can't get with this
Y'all some hoes, butt-f*cked to get enough
What the f*ck, just a ho nigga that can't get it up

And we blastin', f*ckin up your whole crew
And laughin',' cause me and mines is check cashin'

On your back like my 22, hey boo how is that
Matter of fact I need to be smackin' yo' ass for how you act

Ayo we pussy eatin', eatin' pussy for a hobby
Marinatin', scoopin' hoes in the lobby

Our job be, takin what other niggas got
It's the 5 to the V'n and we cold rocked the spot
We cold rocked the spot, rocked the spot
And we cold rocked the spot
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All of y'all, is on our dicks
Stop ridin, you might get penetrated
And I'd sho' hate it, if you end up impregnated

Well at least 4 out of 5 niggas in the place know whattup's or what
Be yellin' peaceful 'cause I got the piece put up
In a box with the rock in the back of the, Lex it protects
I done told 'em that I'm usin' my ex
Romancin' the lady
Bitches come to take a chance on my meat
I see that you can't wait to get into my pants
Come and dance on my lap, all real we can get buck
Hoochies on the dance show

Sh-sh-sho' nuff, s-s-slow up, shut up
Shut the f*ck and start workin' me off
Bitch you pressin' yo' luck, who says we're f*ckin' you up
Shh-shh-sluh, suh-slow the f*ck up

We got that boom, bip, nigga don't slip
Talkin that punk shit, will definitely get yo' punk split
Your major malfunction, make me set trip
Now we dumpin, on yo' bitch, so don't ask me for nuttin'

Ayo hold up a second fella, the Ela
After S is, cash collectin', you jealous
'Cause we fly like some propellers, tell a
Another other we hella, my niggas, well um

You can't be a bitch in this music shit
You got to put yo' dick in this music shit
My crew put the dick in on the ultimate
I guess you plays the bitch and we beez the pimp
Mr. Kitty Cat, head on the mat, show me where's it at
Knock-kneed pigeontoed, stone cold asshole
Put your mouth on my meat, just call me Rollo
You can't have me, I'm just too dope

Yo f*ck the cop market, the Glock clockin'
The dough sockin', the beat rockin, bitch knockin'
Your rap mockin', woop woop, stop jockin'
Your rap floppin', my whole crew is non-stoppin'

I put it towards y'all a little somethin about the S
A little bit of fact that revolves, the five helluva elements and all
Visualizin' fiver liver, saliva flyin'
So the last of the real rap and also assimilizin' the slack of slack rappers

Youse a bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch
Switch, throw yo' hands in the air and suck a dick
Bitch, I know what's in the mind of a bitch
That's why a nigga like you always suck a dick

Back to, what I sayin befo' we, anti-you
Steppin' to meet we, yeah right the who
Wanna do this not a fair fight, true we
Do what we do just to, shed light on you and you and you

You can open up yo' eyes and watch my crew do this
We got more feel than a clitoris
In yo' eyes I see a lot of deceitfulness
Bring your whole hood and still can't get with this
Y'all some hoes, butt-f*cked to get enough
What the f*ck, just a ho nigga that can't get it up

And we blastin', f*ckin up your whole crew
And laughin',' cause me and mines is check cashin'

On your back like my 22, hey boo how is that
Matter of fact I need to be smackin' yo' ass for how you act

Ayo we pussy eatin', eatin' pussy for a hobby
Marinatin', scoopin' hoes in the lobby

Our job be, takin what other niggas got
It's the 5 to the V'n and we cold rocked the spot
We cold rocked the spot, rocked the spot
And we cold rocked the spot
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Writer: James Yancey, T. Glover
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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