Lyrics:
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon
and then ima be lookin so stupid
Stupid I trusted you with all my heart
Expressing my love for you using my art
So tell me babygirl what is this real
I'm so
To the feds watching this is just a fib
Salute trill ones who really did
I was in the shoe store looting shit
I'm sick and tired of white people acting like
that I trust is me
Fuck around and make me bust this heat
[Snoop]
Dance with the devil, they always wanna dance
[Eminem]
Oh no, big slim dog 80 pound
Give u all this feeling nigga motivation live it up and scream like is your .. fatboy fuck the baddest bitches and I pass EM off and I don’t need no
represent Austins East (Austin's East)
Killin beats by MrTrackGonEat (TrackGonEat)
Before he was MrTrackGonEat (4Real)
When Sic Shu introduced us he was like
You nillas' is grillin
Cause they wanna dance
But they couldn't get her attention
Listen, she's sick with the rhythm
Twists her hips into
a life that is never fixed
ill tell you this even if its a hard pill to swallow
like it or not slim your gonna always be a roll model
do you know these
endorsed cuz I just do this
Let's go, return of the ganstas and thugs
Walk in this bitch by the dozen
I don't smoke cuz I'm cleaning my lungs
But I'm leaning
And there's nothing like a walk on down by the bayou
To leave the world behind
Mud Slide
I'm depending upon you
Mister Mud Slide Slim
And the Blue Horizon
I smell leak smoke, left by the anonymous
Beats brought back to life, die, when I'm embalmin this
Come around and get yo' ass shot to clusters
I'ma
caught em in traffic
This shit is drastic, blue face in elastic
Been had a bad bitch, lay never average
Just left from Paris, lock for my heiress
Steak
got respect for you
so here it is dear slim chapter part 2
another cat tring to make it just like you
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
as a god of
Superiority and absolute divinity
I'm significant
Marxism is being used by the left to
Ruin this country and I can
No longer sit and watch this
ain't speakin' my language
F*** what they say I got racks in the bank, and I do what I want I might just get this shit canceled
New b**** a baddie she
Not a familiar face in years
Guess they forgot to remember me
And why is granny the only one answers
Auntie died, momma sick and she got cancer
disguised as these feeling
Nope, saved by the bell
Scanning these Jans and Stans
I scheme my plans in advance
See where this selective messaging lands
In
slim I need my paper on time
I fuck a ten then drop that dime
I do this shit like all the time
All work no play straight grind
A lot of Niggaz say that
to fail
Me for my penmanship
Now I'm thinking through the ink
And it's making me rich
But executive infections is making me sick
Antibiotics to fight it,
cries of you leaving my life,
But I realize why cry when you up in paradise.
Don't get me wrong I still miss you till this day
And I wish you could
ticka-ticka-ticka like Jay-Z
I'm slim shady with rabies
Nasa one, bout to go crazy
Like McGrady in the fourth
This gonna be unforgettable like Sway Lee
I was last,
chicks don't wanna fuck with me
Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims
I'm so gutter, ghetto girls fall in love with me
You know him well by the name of Jigga
we go back
Back up in D&D on this Primo track, listen
I'm so gangsta prissy chicks don't wanna fuck with me
"Iceberg, Slim baby ride rims"
I'm so
then gets ruined by you fucking slobs
It's classical, anyway
I can't help it, it makes me so sick
Over and over, it sits stiff
Bound with no
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