Imma have to show my ass
To show niggas I ain't playing
I'm talkin my natural black ass don't make me mad
Cuz when I was f*cked up you just laughed it off
Now it's reversed, you tryna be my dog
But that just ain't happening
Double styrofoam cup so my shit won't leak
I'm off this remy niggas out here drinking fake codeine
I might just drop a zane in it
And show my black ass
Fall asleep behind the wheel
Cause I'm that gone
Call my lil bitch pick me up
Bring my ass home
Lemme f*ck
I'm gone f*ck
We make another baby since in the mood
This make up sex let them demons out the room
And even if I wanted to I can't get rid of you
You here forever with me
You mines forever baby
I'm smoking by the QP, I ain't there yet
So I don't need to flex
This blunt what make these hoes wet
County push ups shirt off make a bitch sweat
Make a bitch stress
My girl at ya neck
I show my ass like I gotta
Cause I got a whole lot of problems
And this dodie be my problem solver
Shit'll hit you like revolvers
Knew that I was destined for this living since I popped my collar
Now I'm yelling out it's mafia
When you popping that's when they call ya
Couldn't even check in so now I'm just gone stall ya
What's ya purpose you ain't living proper
Defend your honor
Slim Flexington - My Black A$$ Lyrics
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Imma have to show my ass
To show niggas I ain't playing
I'm talkin my natural black ass don't make me mad
Cuz when I was f*cked up you just laughed it off
Now it's reversed, you tryna be my dog
But that just ain't happening
Double styrofoam cup so my shit won't leak
I'm off this remy niggas out here drinking fake codeine
I might just drop a zane in it
And show my black ass
Fall asleep behind the wheel
Cause I'm that gone
Call my lil bitch pick me up
Bring my ass home
Lemme f*ck
I'm gone f*ck
We make another baby since in the mood
This make up sex let them demons out the room
And even if I wanted to I can't get rid of you
You here forever with me
You mines forever baby
I'm smoking by the QP, I ain't there yet
So I don't need to flex
This blunt what make these hoes wet
County push ups shirt off make a bitch sweat
Make a bitch stress
My girl at ya neck
I show my ass like I gotta
Cause I got a whole lot of problems
And this dodie be my problem solver
Shit'll hit you like revolvers
Knew that I was destined for this living since I popped my collar
Now I'm yelling out it's mafia
When you popping that's when they call ya
Couldn't even check in so now I'm just gone stall ya
What's ya purpose you ain't living proper
Defend your honor
To show niggas I ain't playing
I'm talkin my natural black ass don't make me mad
Cuz when I was f*cked up you just laughed it off
Now it's reversed, you tryna be my dog
But that just ain't happening
Double styrofoam cup so my shit won't leak
I'm off this remy niggas out here drinking fake codeine
I might just drop a zane in it
And show my black ass
Fall asleep behind the wheel
Cause I'm that gone
Call my lil bitch pick me up
Bring my ass home
Lemme f*ck
I'm gone f*ck
We make another baby since in the mood
This make up sex let them demons out the room
And even if I wanted to I can't get rid of you
You here forever with me
You mines forever baby
I'm smoking by the QP, I ain't there yet
So I don't need to flex
This blunt what make these hoes wet
County push ups shirt off make a bitch sweat
Make a bitch stress
My girl at ya neck
I show my ass like I gotta
Cause I got a whole lot of problems
And this dodie be my problem solver
Shit'll hit you like revolvers
Knew that I was destined for this living since I popped my collar
Now I'm yelling out it's mafia
When you popping that's when they call ya
Couldn't even check in so now I'm just gone stall ya
What's ya purpose you ain't living proper
Defend your honor
Writer: Tyler Bailey
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