
Cannot Condone Slyte (Ft. YGTUT)
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[Intro: SL¥TE]
Way ya see me walkin'
Balanced like a triple beam, yeah
Way I see ya talkin'
That ain't matchin' with ya feed, yeah
Now where you see they do that at
These niggas off a bean, yeah
That ain't what I need, yeah
That or quarter key, yeah
[Chorus]
Why these niggas actin' like they really bout to squeeze
Only time they thumpin', when they yappin' on them keys
Tell that boy be actin' up the way that shawty tease
I cannot condone that hoe, but somethin' up my sleeve, yeah
[Verse 1]
Keepin' it simple, they doin' the most
Kill a nigga like he smokin' a port
Libra the symbol, I juggle the coast
Pimpin' ain't easy, these niggas cheesy
These niggas waitin' round for a reason
Damn near waited all four seasons
Then they wanna ball in Four Seasons
Me with the chicken bone keep it greazy
But I ain't slippin'
My soles planted in my own shit and I ain't tippin'
My bitch she suck me when I want, yeah
So I ain't trickin'
Them boys don't wanna heat the beef
Then boy get out the kitchen
Way ya see me walkin'
Balanced like a triple beam, yeah
Way I see ya talkin'
That ain't matchin' with ya feed, yeah
Now where you see they do that at
These niggas off a bean, yeah
That ain't what I need, yeah
That or quarter key, yeah
[Chorus]
Why these niggas actin' like they really bout to squeeze
Only time they thumpin', when they yappin' on them keys
Tell that boy be actin' up the way that shawty tease
I cannot condone that hoe, but somethin' up my sleeve, yeah
[Verse 1]
Keepin' it simple, they doin' the most
Kill a nigga like he smokin' a port
Libra the symbol, I juggle the coast
Pimpin' ain't easy, these niggas cheesy
These niggas waitin' round for a reason
Damn near waited all four seasons
Then they wanna ball in Four Seasons
Me with the chicken bone keep it greazy
But I ain't slippin'
My soles planted in my own shit and I ain't tippin'
My bitch she suck me when I want, yeah
So I ain't trickin'
Them boys don't wanna heat the beef
Then boy get out the kitchen
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