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Oh Shit The Cops by Kid Slim Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

[Verse]
Kid Slim, Slim Kid, Mister Ex Athlete, passing bottles in the backseat
Yelling shit at every single car that pass me, until my voice gets raspy
Call it reckless? We just call it adolescence
Every text message full of adresses
Supposed to be at Mark's, but instead I'm out with Kendrick
Waking up with texts that I don't remember sending
Driving in a 4 door, 6 of us inside it
Driver wanna hit too? Turn on the auto pilot
No ones got a bowl, we make use of what we got
Now we puffin' out an apple, rest in peace Steve Jobs
Off the shits with my fuckin' clique
Hit the gas station then hit that lick, because we need a chaser before we hit that liq, and I'm 10 shots deep so you get the gist

[Hook]
I said it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on
Baby once we get there
It's on, it's on, it's on
And frankly I don't know
Know how we're getting home
But we'll just worry 'bout that shit when the cops come knockin'
[Verse]
Went on tour now some chicks wanna fuck me
Still that same little rascal like buckwheat
House party poppin' bubbly
Screamin' "Long as my bitches love me!"
I hit my dougie
Now break, break, break it down
Bussin' bussers throw it at me tell that bitch to take the mound
Pouring up another round
Thirsty, thirsty make her drown
So busy watching the throne won't even see me take the crown
Not no lazer making major moves
Withdraw pride and pay your dues
The way I'm runnin' through these hoes you'd think I'm out here lacing shoes

[Hook]
I said it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on
Baby once we get there
It's on, it's on, it's on
And frankly I don't know
Know how we're getting home
But we'll just worry 'bout that shit when the cops come knockin'

[Verse]
Oh so hot but play it cool
Thank you, thank you, please
I came back with hits and tracks so sick, so sick, they make you sneeze
I'm on stage with D and Weez
Watch me rap, and dance, and sing
I left school, then went up to the game like Tebow with a ring
They just like me because I rhyme nice
No longer in your hind sight
Buy a bright green zippo just to say I got the lime light
Nasty, ooo I'm nasty bitch
Show me that it's real like Nazareth
And when it's said and done, and I get her first class, my momma gon' be glad I quit
[Hook]
I said it's on
It's on, it's on, it's on
Baby once we get there
It's on, it's on, it's on
And frankly I don't know
Know how we're getting home
But we'll just worry 'bout that shit when the cops come knockin'