Azizi Gibson - Slave Ship lyrics
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(Pre Hook)
Fuck a white bitch, dinner, real, that’s my slave ship
Roll on so clean, new bang, we gonna bang this up
For the crump, you don’t know, you a slave ship
In the club, boy, we are on the same shit
(Hook)
All my niggas gonna ride, aah, ah
All my niggas get high, all my niggas gonna ride
You don’t know, you ain’t a main bitch
(Verse)
Now, that won’t make no sense, that won’t make no sense
Cuz if you don’t pay the rent then they don’t pay the rent
And I’m not on defense, I’m just really shit
Boy, I got mouth to feed
I don’t chase these tricks
I’m not like you, I’m always on those other fucking crime
So my own guns up, fuckers capters know I’m fine
We’ll be all in the cut, try to hustle for some diams
Soft and new, give a fuck, I’mma trick til I die
Now sing a song for me, a song for me
While we get that on the getter beat, the getter beat
Haters beat like, no they cannot be, they cannot be
All that boy gets all his energy
Bitch please, don’t be try to run my D.
In the real, that’s my spaceship
Go run and hit it, new plan, we gonna bang bitch
So for the team, you don’t know you a laim bitch
Boy in the club, boy we ain’t on the same shit
(Hook)
(Verse)
That don’t make no sense x 2
Boy, you need to take the vision, you need to take the vision
Cuz bitch on the road and you ‘bout to break a shit
Cuz ballin’ they just ball ain’t jus score, we’ll take the reset here
We never give enough of ballin’
We gotta live it up the shit
We won’t never get enough,
That’s just niggas bro, always aimin’ for
Swear they be framing us, degrading us, lame as fuck
I don't even wanna say this much, spark your J
Gaze with us, gang with us, hang with us, slang with us
Before the government gets ride of us
(Pre Hook) + (Hook)
(Verse)
I just pop a malley, codeine in my palley
Double part of rose, jump up in the Rarey
They call me wide flicker, offer claim clouded
Shutters all around me, made your place surround me
I don’t wanna know who snitch here, I could give the fuckin’ real
I just wanna count money, smoke weed in my car
Swing on my show, white girls all around me
Moisture, moisture, moisture God damn they might ground me
(Pre Hook) + (Hook)