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Slime Season 3


Artist: Young Thug
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 8
Year: 2016

Slime Shit Lyrics - Slime Season 3 - Young Thug

Slat! 

Aye, get out your motherfuckin seat to this one, you know? 

Slat! Slat! Slat! 

 

Hundred rounds in a Tahoe 

Nigga, lighting up your tacos, hey 

Give him surgery, no lipo 

Down, man, that bitch will pull you down 

Pull up to a nigga town 

I'm prepared to take 'em down, nigga 

 

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Hey, this that slime shit, hey 

YSL shit, hey 

Killin' 12 shit, hey 

Fuck a jail shit, hey 

Drinking activis, hey 

On that snail shit, hey 

Cookin' white brick, hey, hey 

Bricks and bales shit, hey, hey 

Bitch, I'm super rich 

Bitch, I'm stupid rich 

I-I go ape shit, call that Ludacris, hey, hey 

I'm not new to this, hey, I'm so true to this, hey 

I done put a whole slime on a hunnid, bitch, hey, hey 

 

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Slime Boogey, slime or get slimed 

These niggas be bitches, a lot of them snitchin' 

A lot of them droppin' a dime 

I come to the the point in my life 

That I just want one of my wives 

I think that I want that new Spider 

We rich so I know that it's light 

I'm so too legit, on some Hammer shit 

Diamonds dancin', bitch 

YSL, VVS 

In the V.I.P and I got that pistol on my hip 

You prayin' that you live 

I'm prayin' that I hit 

Hey, this that slime shit 

Need a slime bitch 

Compromise shit, down to ride shit 

Fuck them police, in a high speed 

Let her out on Bleveland 

Let her out on Bleveland 

 

Hundred rounds in a Tahoe 

Nigga, lighting up your tacos, hey 

Give him surgery, no lipo 

Down, man, that bitch will pull you down 

Pull up to a nigga town 

I'm prepared to take 'em down, nigga 

 

Hey, this that slime shit, hey 

YSL shit, hey 

Killin' 12 shit, hey 

Fuck a jail shit, hey 

Drinking activis, hey 

On that snail shit, hey 

Cookin' white brick, hey, hey 

Bricks and bales shit, hey, hey 

Bitch, I'm super rich 

Bitch, I'm stupid rich 

I-I go ape shit, call that Ludacris, hey, hey 

I'm not new to this, hey, I'm so true to this, hey 

I done put a whole slime on a hunnid, bitch, hey, hey 

 

Got banana clips for all these niggas actin' monkey 

These niggas savages in these streets 

They need hooked on phonics 

Got ten trap spots, they bunkin, all of 'em doin' numbers 

They just be talking, I swear these lil fuck niggas don't want it 

I'm grindin' up my money and I'm still in the trenches 

Workin calculators, when we fuck with weight we count them digits 

Got bergalo and troupe, they with me (for real, they thugs) 

Bang a neighborhood, 60's, Tiny Locs, they official ' 

I get, I get it, I get it, however, I get it, I get it on my own 

These percocets, they got me so high I swear I'm in my own damn zone 

Thousand dollars on cologne 

All these extras, I bought me a home 

And it's big like a dome 

Hold, up country boy callin' my phone (man I just saw them) 

 

Hundred rounds in a Tahoe 

Nigga, lighting up your tacos, hey 

Give him surgery, no lipo 

Down, man, that bitch will pull you down 

Pull up to a nigga town 

I'm prepared to take 'em down, nigga 

 

Hey, this that slime shit, hey 

YSL shit, hey 

Killin' 12 shit, hey 

Fuck a jail shit, hey 

Drinking activis, hey 

On that snail shit, hey 

Cookin' white brick, hey, hey 

Bricks and bales shit, hey, hey 

Bitch, I'm super rich 

Bitch, I'm stupid rich 

I-I go ape shit, call that Ludacris, hey, hey 

I'm not new to this, hey, I'm so true to this, hey 

I done put a whole slime on a hunnid, bitch, hey, hey 

 

This that slime shit 

This that mars shit 

This that 100, 000 dollars in a jar shit 

Down to die about this rap shit cause it's too much money 

They say we gettin' money 

Now these niggas actin' funny 

And they all fake, like some bitch titties 

Tell they bitch another lie cause we ain't fuckin' wit 'em 

And they groupie niggas and they ho type 

Fuck the judge, YSL, this that mob life 

 

We got these bankrolls on us 

We have flavor 

Now I ain't goin back and forth with ya'll 

Hello? Yeah, I'mma bet me a 100, 000 

All motherfuckin hundreds 

Shit, yeah 

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