Slide

[Intro]
I'm gon' slide
(Maybe you can slide over to my place later and, you know, smoke something)
I'm gon' slide
I'm gon' slide

[Chorus]
I'm gon' slide back to your place
Got two joints, take one to the face
Move to the beat, that's Op on the bass
I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me room, give me space
I'm gon' slide back to your place
Got two joints, take one to the face
Move to the beat, that's Op on the bass
I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me room, give me space

[Verse 1]
Know I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me a lil room
All the opps get swept, pass me the broom
I feel like Doctor Doom, Mr. Fantastic
The freshest in the room and my bitch coming second
She got a little Fendi purse that hold a lil weapn
She got a little temper so I never would test her
I just caress her, use my credit card at the register
Buy flowers on the regular
Had to add her to my favorites on my cellular
Had to add her to my insurance, take good care of her
I don't think there's nothing you can name I won't do for her
I don't think there's nothing you can name

[Chorus]
I'm gon' slide back to your place
Got two joints, take one to the face
Move to the beat, that's Op on the bass
I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me room, give me space
I'm gon' slide back to your place
Got two joints, take one to the face
Move to the beat, that's Op on the bass
I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me room, give me space

[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh
I'ma slide to her crib like Santa
She's a Florida girl but she was raised in Atlanta
She don't work construction but she ride with the hammer
She don't play no fuckin' games like we playing Alabama
Shawty hustle, get her own cheese, she a winner
She [?] scallops and some lobster for dinner
Went to school, got her associates, smart like Morpheus
Fly, of course she is, yeah
Shawty wear skims, used to be Victoria
It ain't a secret she winning, she victorious
Girl, I'm looking for your glory, you glorious
Tell a nigga something 'bout yourself, what your story is
And tell me 'bout that trill shit, not that boring shit
Tell me 'bout that real shit, not that fake shit
Yo, tell me you a real bitch and not a fake bitch
Then [?] to this hustle, baby, [?]

[Chorus]
I'm gon' slide back to your place
Got two joints, take one to the face
Move to the beat, that's Op on the bass
I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me room, give me space
I'm gon' slide back to your place
Got two joints, take one to the face
Move to the beat, that's Op on the bass
I'm 'bout to do my thing, give me room, give me space

[Outro]
Give me room, give me a little space
I'm doing me, I don't know how to change
Give me room, give me a little space
I'm doing me, I can't change
Give me room, give me a little space
I'm doing me, I don't know how to change
Give me room, give me a little space
I'm doing me, I can't change
Give me room, give me a little space
I'm doing me, I don't know how to change
Give me room, give me a little space
I'm doing me, I can't change