Shy Glizzy feat. Taliban Glizzy – Slide Over Lyrics | Official Video

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Lyrics Slide Over – Shy Glizzy feat. Taliban Glizzy

These n**gas in the way, tell ’em slide over
I’m in my monster truck today, b**ch, I’m gon’ ride over
And I heard its gonna be a drought, I went and bought five over
She said I love you, but its f**k lil b**ch, she bipolar

B**ch, we pop that stick, ay, b**ch we rock that rich, ay
I pull up .., and she ride that dick, ay
We don’t f**k with no rats, ay, ain’t no White Boy Ricks, ay
This that GG s**t, only see this s**t on the TV, b**ch
Young Jefe, holmes

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B**ch, my life was rough , sucker, f**k your luck
I took off my cuffs, yeah, now my wrist is bust
She say, boy you’re so handsome
Don’t wear shades unless they Buffs
Gotta get my ma a mansion, you know we grew up tough

And these n**gas fake, all they do is hate
Boy you better keep your grass cut
You know these n**gas snakes
I just wanna play in her legs
She just wanna f**k and eat steak
And girl, when we pop them pills
We be doin’ s**t we can’t erase
I’m from DC , where it get very violent
B**ch, I be with 3 , just like all the opps
You can’t f**k with me , so don’t f**kin’ try
B**ch, I’m big Glizzy , I’ma f**kin’ giant

These n**gas in the way, tell ’em slide over
I’m in my monster truck today, b**ch, I’m gon’ ride over
And I heard its gonna be a drought, I went and bought five over
She said I love you, but its f**k lil b**ch, she bipolar

B**ch, we pop that stick, ay, b**ch we rock that rich, ay
I pull up .., and she ride that dick, ay
We don’t f**k with no rats, ay, ain’t no White Boy Ricks, ay
This that GG s**t, only see this s**t on the TV, b**ch

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If its up, then its stuck, n**ga
Don’t give no f**ks
Ain’t no coppin’ when you see us, no
I know whats up
I been hoppin’ out the double R’s
And Bentley trucks
B**ch, don’t make me switch the test
Spin on your block and drop a buck

Every murder in my city, they, say I’m responsible
Young Jefe said he want them dead, that ain’t no obstacle
Seen the Kel-Tech and froze up , just like a popsicle
B**ch, I got more bodies than a motherf**kin’ prostitute

More shooters than the Rockets do, choppers, and pocket rockets too
And we don’t do attempts, we gon’ come kill you in the hospital
My b**ch told me be careful, ’cause you know the police watchin’ you
They pull me over with the stick, I’m doin’ what I gotta do

These n**gas in the way, tell ’em slide over
I’m in my monster truck today, b**ch, I’m gon’ ride over
And I heard its gonna be a drought, I went and bought five over
She said I love you, but its f**k lil b**ch, she bipolar

B**ch, we pop that stick, ay, b**сh we rock that rich, ay
I pull up .., and she ride that dick, ay
We don’t f**k with no rats, ay, ain’t no White Boy Ricks, ay
This that GG s**t, only see this s**t on the TV, b**ch …

➤ Written by Taliban Glizzy & Shy Glizzy
Album: Young Jefe 3
Produced by Trauma Tone & Zaytoven
Shy Glizzy | Taliban Glizzy | 2020

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