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Slide Through Dirty 2 by lil snow

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Slide Through Dirty 2

Hip-Hop,both vocals

0:002:00
Lyrics
Description
(Hook)
I slide through dirty, that .30 on me, it ain’t no purgin’
Came from the mud, now I pop my shit, that wrist be workin’
Was sleepin’ on pallets, now I’m in Balenci, curtains
They ain’t believe, now they actin’ like they knew I was worth it
Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful — I don’t know what’s wrong with me
Stick in my jeans, I’m off a bean, I can’t even count to three
Shorty, she mean, but she too clean, I like ‘em with felonies
Slide with a freak, Glock in her seat, we vibin’ off melodies
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(Verse 1)
Back in them days, I was prayin’ they ain't notice
Tears in my face, now this chain wet like the ocean
Heard what they say, but that talk be petty and bogus
Whip got no plates, I still skate like I’m in motion
Talk to my demons, they say "blitz," I bring that pressure
Fresh out the precinct, back to schemin’, I need extra
I keep that heat, like it’s June up in December
Judge gave my dawg a dime, he smiled and said, "Remember"
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(Bridge)
Like it or not, forever thuggin’, that’s how I slide
Grew up with nothin’, now I’m the one they try to deny
Pop out in public, mix Codeine with that apple pie
Don’t need no stylist, I'm in Dior, still grippin’ fire
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(Verse 2)
They hate when you up, but they laugh when you low
I was on feet, now I’m pushin’ a Ghost
She want a ring, I just needed her throat
I gave her Dior, now she think I'm her hope
Block hot like pepper, I still won’t fold
I don’t need friends, just money and poles
I don’t do trends, I been breakin' the code
Pop me a 10, now I’m feelin’ like "whoa"
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(Hook)
I slide through dirty, that .30 on me, it ain’t no purgin’
Came from the mud, now I pop my shit, that wrist be workin’
Was sleepin’ on pallets, now I’m in Balenci, curtains
They ain’t believe, now they actin’ like they knew I was worth it
Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful — I don’t know what’s wrong with me
Stick in my jeans, I’m off a bean, I can’t even count to three
Shorty, she mean, but she too clean, I like ‘em with felonies
Slide with a freak, Glock in her seat, we vibin’ off melodies
---
(Outro – Spoken/Adlib)
Yeah... glee, glee, glee
They ain’t see me then, now they envy me
Tried to stop me, they still ain’t stoppin’ me
Gleeful… I don’t know what’s wrong with me
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