
Slut Him Out Again Baby Tate (Ft. Kaliii)
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[Intro: Baby Tate]
Yeah, uh, yeah
(HitKidd, what it do, man?)
[Chorus: Baby Tate]
I'm just tryna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
Gargle on his kids, then spit 'em in his mouth (In his mouth)
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti
He thought he was a freak 'til he met me (Yeah)
And now I'm finna show him what it's 'bout (Yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Baby Tate]
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
[Verse 1: Baby Tate]
Where the fuck the freak niggas at? I'm tryna see 'em (Yeah)
All up in my section, it's packed like Coliseums (Yeah)
They say the nasty niggas in jail, I tell 'em, "Free 'em" (Free 'em)
I'm finna put that nigga through hell, I'm finna heat him (Ah)
Hot like a sauna, slippin' out the condom
Freak in me told me to go get him, so I got him (Yeah)
He say "You nasty," I said, "What's the problem?"
Don't you want a bitch to throw that dick back like a shot?
Yeah, and I don't need chasers
Lady in the streets, dominatrix on paper
I'ma do a trick on him if he throw that paper
Hit him with that gawk, call me Tony Hawk, I'm a skater
I get gnarly, bitch, I get gross
Wait until you see what I can do with my toes
I'm finna turn that nigga to a slut, Amber Rose
And then I'm bussin' twenty-one times on his nose
Yeah, uh, yeah
(HitKidd, what it do, man?)
[Chorus: Baby Tate]
I'm just tryna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
Gargle on his kids, then spit 'em in his mouth (In his mouth)
I told him slurp me up like spaghetti
He thought he was a freak 'til he met me (Yeah)
And now I'm finna show him what it's 'bout (Yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Baby Tate]
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
I'm finna slut this nigga out (Slut him out)
[Verse 1: Baby Tate]
Where the fuck the freak niggas at? I'm tryna see 'em (Yeah)
All up in my section, it's packed like Coliseums (Yeah)
They say the nasty niggas in jail, I tell 'em, "Free 'em" (Free 'em)
I'm finna put that nigga through hell, I'm finna heat him (Ah)
Hot like a sauna, slippin' out the condom
Freak in me told me to go get him, so I got him (Yeah)
He say "You nasty," I said, "What's the problem?"
Don't you want a bitch to throw that dick back like a shot?
Yeah, and I don't need chasers
Lady in the streets, dominatrix on paper
I'ma do a trick on him if he throw that paper
Hit him with that gawk, call me Tony Hawk, I'm a skater
I get gnarly, bitch, I get gross
Wait until you see what I can do with my toes
I'm finna turn that nigga to a slut, Amber Rose
And then I'm bussin' twenty-one times on his nose
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