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Slimey Habits Video (MV)




Performed By: D.Paine
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: DeAndre Paine




D.Paine - Slimey Habits Lyrics
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Shit what you trynna do with it
Paine
It's the New St. Louis, nigga
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I won't just hit from the back you fine girl just get on yo back
I bet that pussy taste just like some water let me just lick on yo tatts
I promise I pull up and gut her ass out I don't text her that's how I do that
Cover the bed with a bag and I f*ck her on racks you won't get yo boo back
That's a St. Louis boy with a lot of Blue's I make em choose
They say she ain't never had a problem getting her a bag when she with dude
I ain't never had a problem cutting off a bitch I do what I do
Had to cut off every nigga round me cause they was mooching that was the mood
And she do that lil thing I like every time I'm strapped when I come through
It's some niggas that was close to me down on they knees praying that I lose
I got it real bad getting that bag first when they sleeping on me
I got it real bad catching a opp nigga while he scheming on me
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got it real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
Remember them days we was broke how it feel f*ck on these racks (racks racks)
You ain't nun like them lil bitches you got everything that they lack (thing that they lack)
When I ain't have nobody with me you was the one that I had (only one only one)
I was suicidal with the forty you told me them days was gone pass (yea yea)
Only time a tell
I got a bigger scale
Them boys couldn't hang with me
They was just too frail
These niggas came with me
They the only ones know me well
Yeah I put that Paine in my rap
I done got out of so many traps
That's why we be going so hard
When we f*ck she be singing my raps
And she don't just be blowing a bag
She know how to get it and stack
I got it real bad one false move now you can't come around
I got it real bad make the wrong move and I swear it's going down
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
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Shit what you trynna do with it
Paine
It's the New St. Louis, nigga
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I won't just hit from the back you fine girl just get on yo back
I bet that pussy taste just like some water let me just lick on yo tatts
I promise I pull up and gut her ass out I don't text her that's how I do that
Cover the bed with a bag and I f*ck her on racks you won't get yo boo back
That's a St. Louis boy with a lot of Blue's I make em choose
They say she ain't never had a problem getting her a bag when she with dude
I ain't never had a problem cutting off a bitch I do what I do
Had to cut off every nigga round me cause they was mooching that was the mood
And she do that lil thing I like every time I'm strapped when I come through
It's some niggas that was close to me down on they knees praying that I lose
I got it real bad getting that bag first when they sleeping on me
I got it real bad catching a opp nigga while he scheming on me
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got it real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
Remember them days we was broke how it feel f*ck on these racks (racks racks)
You ain't nun like them lil bitches you got everything that they lack (thing that they lack)
When I ain't have nobody with me you was the one that I had (only one only one)
I was suicidal with the forty you told me them days was gone pass (yea yea)
Only time a tell
I got a bigger scale
Them boys couldn't hang with me
They was just too frail
These niggas came with me
They the only ones know me well
Yeah I put that Paine in my rap
I done got out of so many traps
That's why we be going so hard
When we f*ck she be singing my raps
And she don't just be blowing a bag
She know how to get it and stack
I got it real bad one false move now you can't come around
I got it real bad make the wrong move and I swear it's going down
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
I got it real bad when I see a snake I wanna kill em right there
I got It real bad I can tell she wanna f*ck just look at how she stare
I got it real bad that expensive weave when we f*ck mess up her hair
I got it real bad f*ck her real good she tell her friends she don't share
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Writer: DeAndre Paine
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