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Slytherin Video (MV)




Performed By: Tony Ford
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Antonio Evans, James Blackmon




Tony Ford - Slytherin Lyrics
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Dropping my top
Burning Michelin
(Skrrrrr)
I slide wit my Slytherin
Rolling OG
That's my medicine
(Ooooh)
I blow it in the wind
I get the pounds
With no run around
I don't do the middle man
Niggas wit choppas
Gone gun you down
You play wit my Money Man
I keep the glove
No fingerprints
I don't leave no evidence
Shawty so bad
She look innocent
I feel like she heaven sent
I call her my miss America
I said make it great again
She give me head
While I'm grabbing her
(Pussy)
I feel like the president
Riding around in my city
With my choppa wit me
Bitch I'm in the back of whip
Niggas
Pull up to White House in style
I call up Noah
Bitch im in the VIP
To
I'm popping pain
Bitch who wanna sip
I'm smoking a zipper
In my thriller jacket
Moonwalk in this bitch
Like I was Michael Jackson
Bitch I can not
Fit the glove
I'm OJ Simpson
Just quit it
I didn't
Ok bitch I hit it
So what I admit it
I did it
I murdered that Pussy
She swallowed my babies
She savage
I'm crazy
We killas
She bounce that ass like stripper
I got money like a Dealer
I got that gas
For the low
And I'm throwing pounds
To all of my niggas
Dropping my top
Burning Michelin
(Skrrrrr)
I slide wit my Slytherin
Rolling OG
That's my medicine
(Ooooh)
I blow it in the wind
I get the pounds
With no run around
I don't do the middle man
Niggas wit choppas
Gone gun you down
You play wit my Money Man
I keep the glove
No fingerprints
I don't leave no evidence
Shawty so bad
She look innocent
I feel like she heaven sent
I call her my miss America
I said make it great again
She give me head
While I'm grabbing her
(Pussy)
I feel like the president
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Dropping my top
Burning Michelin
(Skrrrrr)
I slide wit my Slytherin
Rolling OG
That's my medicine
(Ooooh)
I blow it in the wind
I get the pounds
With no run around
I don't do the middle man
Niggas wit choppas
Gone gun you down
You play wit my Money Man
I keep the glove
No fingerprints
I don't leave no evidence
Shawty so bad
She look innocent
I feel like she heaven sent
I call her my miss America
I said make it great again
She give me head
While I'm grabbing her
(Pussy)
I feel like the president
Riding around in my city
With my choppa wit me
Bitch I'm in the back of whip
Niggas
Pull up to White House in style
I call up Noah
Bitch im in the VIP
To
I'm popping pain
Bitch who wanna sip
I'm smoking a zipper
In my thriller jacket
Moonwalk in this bitch
Like I was Michael Jackson
Bitch I can not
Fit the glove
I'm OJ Simpson
Just quit it
I didn't
Ok bitch I hit it
So what I admit it
I did it
I murdered that Pussy
She swallowed my babies
She savage
I'm crazy
We killas
She bounce that ass like stripper
I got money like a Dealer
I got that gas
For the low
And I'm throwing pounds
To all of my niggas
Dropping my top
Burning Michelin
(Skrrrrr)
I slide wit my Slytherin
Rolling OG
That's my medicine
(Ooooh)
I blow it in the wind
I get the pounds
With no run around
I don't do the middle man
Niggas wit choppas
Gone gun you down
You play wit my Money Man
I keep the glove
No fingerprints
I don't leave no evidence
Shawty so bad
She look innocent
I feel like she heaven sent
I call her my miss America
I said make it great again
She give me head
While I'm grabbing her
(Pussy)
I feel like the president
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Writer: Antonio Evans, James Blackmon
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