sl*t lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


Uh uhh yeah yeah yo

[Verse 1]
I'm sipping vodka Redbull (uh), my b*tch got pull (uh)
You thought you could pull (uh), you got yo' ass full (uh)
I told that b*tch, "b*tch (yo), get off my di*k" (yo)
Told her f*ck Nick, (and) make him bust quick

[Chorus]
'Cause that's a sl*t b*tch (yeah), ratchet ass b*tch (yeah), hustlin' ass b*tch, nut bustin' ass b*tch (yeah)
Man-ish ass b*tch doing damage on a di*k (yo) , fake ass b*tch, fake ass fake tits (leggo)

[Verse 2]
I hit the club (yo), "Jeffery can you get the drugs?"
n*gga damn right (yeah), "Jeffery can I get a hug?"
b*tch damn right (yeah), "Jeffery can you take me home?"
Baby hold tight (yeah), I'm guaranteed to f*ck like it's Prom night n*gga (uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
Damn right b*tch (uh), hotter then a hundred thousand Fahrenheit b*tch (uh)
You see the trouble with me like I'm Barry White b*tch
That's my f*cking type, she need to spend the night (why)

[Bridge]
'Cause (uh), 'cause (uh), 'cause (yeah), 'cause (yeah, yeah uh yeah uh)
[Verse 3]
'Cause yeah that b*tch a sl*t (yeah), just like all her buddies (yeah)
I ain't got no problem throwing money on her cootie (yeah)
Yeah that b*tch is ratchet (rachet), watch her multitask it (watch it)
Now I'm flabbergasted, now I'm flabbergasted, hold on, hold on
I told your b*tch to hold on while I put my coat on (hold on)
I'm 'bout to take your hoe home, my n*gga so long (so long)
I took a rapper b*tch, he went and made a slow song, (hold on)
Dr. Jeffery just can't do wrong (uh huh), I put your boo on
And I'm guaranteed to strike (yeah), f*cking right b*tch

[Pre-Chorus]
Hotter then a hundred thousand Fahrenheit b*tch
You see the trouble with me like I'm Barry White b*tch
That's my f*cking type (yeah), she need to spend the night (yeah)

[Chorus]
'Cause that's a sl*t b*tch (yeah), ratchet ass b*tch (yeah), hustlin' ass b*tch, nut bustin' ass b*tch (uh)
n*gga man-ish ass b*tch doing damage on a di*k (yeah), fake ass b*tch, fake ass fake tits

[Verse 4]
Yo stepped in with them prices (uh), my b*tches will fight you (uh)
My b*tches don't like (uh uh), credit card swipers (yeah), debit card breakers (yeah)
Bankroll takers (yeah), f*ck like neighbors (f*ck), cuss like sailors (f*ck)
She's a money-maker (Doctor), she's a f*cking whore (Jeffery)
You tried to holla' at her but you got ignored n*gga (uh)
You trickin' off on her, you gotta trick some more n*gga (uh)
You bought some sh*t that other n*ggas bought before n*gga (hold on)
My face car mint (yeah), your face car bent (yeah)
I gotta stage name, n*gga so does my b*tch (yeah)
We both gettin' payed on that overnight shift
n*gga sign to a bug get your silly ass rich
Try to holla' at my b*tch get your silly ass ripped (hold on)
I just picked my b*tch up and my other b*tches with her (leggo)
Jeffery in the club everyday like a strip (hold on)
n*gga I don't dance I got bands I just tip (leggo)
A hundred stripper ones on your b*tch how ya' feel (how ya' feel)
I just bought her meal, I just payed her phone bill (how ya' feel)
A hundred stripper ones on your b*tch keep it real (tell the truth)
We ain't supposed to do it but I took her home still
[Chorus]
'Cause that's a sl*t b*tch (uh) (that's a sl*tty ass b*tch, uh)
Ratchet ass b*tch (uh) (that's a ratchet ass b*tch, uh)
Hustlin' ass b*tch (uh), nut bustin' ass b*tch (uh)
Man-ish ass b*tch (uh) doing damage on a di*k n*gga (uh)
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