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Versuri slayr – i got taste lyrics

[Chorus]
Uh, she yours, I take her (Ah)
Bread on me like a baker (Let’s go)
Been a retaliator (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Walk with that green, alligator (Slatt)
You don’t touch, this my paper (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Feel a way? Then go get paper (Ah)
Type of day, ball like a Laker (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Ricochet all of my favorites (Yeah)
I got taste, she a good flavor (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, annoy all my neighbors (Uh-huh)
Yeah, get more cash than a mayor, huh (Yes, sir)
Who gettin’ more cash than slayr? Slatt
Goin’ through different phases (Yeah)
Not a ho that I’m chasin’ (Yes, sir)
I been gettin’ more dough than the bassists (Uh-huh)
Playing my song back everyday (Woo, woo)
Uh, black mask on, go undercover (Bag)
Don’t got a bad song, look for another (Bag)
I put these bags on, Margiela, my brother (Woo)
You hear them saxophones? They callin’ you, brother (Woo)
I never lack, I never sell out my brother
I call up Jack, now where you at? Be discovered
Let’s run it back into the days we was under
These niggas that ego’d us, now we above ‘em
Dissin’ everybody, no, I’m not subtle (Ah)
My team gon’ catch a body, no need to huddle (Ah)
That nigga been a copy, we do not fuck with him (Wow)
Ran up on boul just to ask him what’s up with him
Transform the beat, bitch, I’m movin’ like Bumblebee (Bitch)
Show these racks, now a bitch tryna fuck with me
Shoot my shot and I green like a couple threes
What it is right now is what it’ll be, pussy (Go, go, boop-boop-boop)

[Verse 2]
Let’s go, what I say? (Boop, boop-boop)
Trackhawk fast as bitch as a fast hawk (Go)
Cut off this bitch with a hacksaw (Yeah)
Get some pussy, these niggas just jack off (Yeah)
Think I’m pussy? I’m lettin’ the MAC off (Yeah)
Walk outside and I fly on a dragon (Yeah)
I got shit from Balenci’ and PacSun
Yeah, new 88 (Boop)
Drum on your face, get chopped on your face (Slatt)
Talkin’ too much and that’s not in your place (What’s that?)
Way too much steeze, bitch, I love to skate
Pay up your fees or have a bad day (Slatt)
Before I leave, bitch, can I get face? (Yeah)
New lemon squeeze, might aim at your face (Yeah)
Chop’ lemon squeeze, might aim at your face, let’s go

[Chorus]
Uh, she yours, I take her (Yeah)
Bread on me like a baker (Boop, boop, boop, yeah)
Been a retaliator (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Walk with that green alligator (Slatt)
You don’t touch, this my paper (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Feel a way? Then go get paper (Woah)
Type of day, ball like a Laker (Boop, boop, boop, boop)
Ricochet all of my favorites (Yeah)
I got taste, she a good flavor (Let’s go)