Slidin by Epimp1k Lyrics
(ya, ya, ya 1800
You ain’t shit)
Ya-ya-ya-ya
[Chorus]
If I mix the lean with the sprite, hell naw I might go to sleep
Poochi he just poured a whole pint now his body weak
Jaws lockin’, if the molly pink nigga I’ll pop it
(ya-ya-ya-ya, nigga i’ll pop it)
[Verse 1]
My nigga he been geekin’ he don’t know where his phone at
I been drinking heavy on that ‘tron I don’t what ‘ac
Loud pack, if it ain’t loud I don’t want that
My nigga got a stole-o, but it’s old I don’t want that
I was selling powder, Gino taught me how to cook that
Ever since a youngin’ I had money in my book bag
Could’ve fuck my teacher but a nigga had to skip class
10th grade, sharper than a pencil with my lil ass
My momma was a mami, and my daddy was a papi
Haitian boy, I was posted on the Li-e
Posted in the cut in the club with a xd
Ya-ya-ya-ya boy don’t test me
[Chorus]
If I mix the lean with the sprite, hell naw I might go to sleep
Poochi he just poured a whole pint now his body weak
Jaws lockin’, if the molly pink nigga I’ll pop it
(ya-ya-ya-ya nigga I’ll pop it)
[Verse 2]
I was on the C-class boy you know I could’ve passed out
Sold my last ball to my plug I wanna cash-out
Baggin’ on they ass, bragging when I bring the bags out
My nigga he just caught a case and now he finna bond out
Find out, where that nigga stay I’m his parking lot
My nigga he just called me for a plate, I’m in his parking lot
Pulling out the cheques, I met a power at a parking lot
He talk a lot, geekin’ on a molly, yeah he pop a lot
[Chorus]
If I mix the lean with the sprite, hell naw I might go to sleep
Poochi he just poured a whole pint now his body weak
Jaws lockin’, if the molly pink nigga I’ll pop it
(ya-ya-ya-ya nigga I’ll pop it)
You ain’t shit)
Ya-ya-ya-ya
[Chorus]
If I mix the lean with the sprite, hell naw I might go to sleep
Poochi he just poured a whole pint now his body weak
Jaws lockin’, if the molly pink nigga I’ll pop it
(ya-ya-ya-ya, nigga i’ll pop it)
[Verse 1]
My nigga he been geekin’ he don’t know where his phone at
I been drinking heavy on that ‘tron I don’t what ‘ac
Loud pack, if it ain’t loud I don’t want that
My nigga got a stole-o, but it’s old I don’t want that
I was selling powder, Gino taught me how to cook that
Ever since a youngin’ I had money in my book bag
Could’ve fuck my teacher but a nigga had to skip class
10th grade, sharper than a pencil with my lil ass
My momma was a mami, and my daddy was a papi
Haitian boy, I was posted on the Li-e
Posted in the cut in the club with a xd
Ya-ya-ya-ya boy don’t test me
[Chorus]
If I mix the lean with the sprite, hell naw I might go to sleep
Poochi he just poured a whole pint now his body weak
Jaws lockin’, if the molly pink nigga I’ll pop it
(ya-ya-ya-ya nigga I’ll pop it)
[Verse 2]
I was on the C-class boy you know I could’ve passed out
Sold my last ball to my plug I wanna cash-out
Baggin’ on they ass, bragging when I bring the bags out
My nigga he just caught a case and now he finna bond out
Find out, where that nigga stay I’m his parking lot
My nigga he just called me for a plate, I’m in his parking lot
Pulling out the cheques, I met a power at a parking lot
He talk a lot, geekin’ on a molly, yeah he pop a lot
[Chorus]
If I mix the lean with the sprite, hell naw I might go to sleep
Poochi he just poured a whole pint now his body weak
Jaws lockin’, if the molly pink nigga I’ll pop it
(ya-ya-ya-ya nigga I’ll pop it)