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Slime Video (MV)




Performed By: Kooda B
Length: 1:57
Written by: Kintea McKenzie
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Kooda B - Slime Lyrics
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I like the way you move, I like the way you groove
I like the way you feel, I like the way you feel
I know this is real, you're taking me on
I told nymo, I told nymo f*ck it, up it
Horse around, I'll flock it in public
Play with the members, We knocking off something
If I got it, you know that I'm dumping
Hop out gang, they know how we boming
Bullets flying and rocking this pumpkin
Tell the opps stop faking and running
I be with Rake Droppers, f*ck 12
Free the guys, nobody can't stop us
Word to bro, none of them niggas can not say that I ain't pop up
Oh she a opp, she getting beat
Or I might face shot her, and minimize they roster
Kooda B, I be shooting all of the shooters
And dirtying every ruger
And disrespecting all the opps
Cause in person nigga I'll boom em
I bop different, watch how I maneuver
Bad bitch, hit it then I boot her
Like this slowly nigga, not an Uber
Trying to go put a nigga up for boomer
Actin' a smoochie, actin' a smoochie off the Migos
That's right baby girl, you my freak hoe
Can't give you my heart, I'm a beat though
You for the streets baby we know
I'm like Stef in this shit
Clip three O, there he go easy shot like a free throw
Knock knock, G at your peep hole
Nico dissed me and got shot
And took it on a hop
Free that man out the jail cell
So I can put his ass in a box
Can't be one of us would've shot me
I would've killed your moms and your pops
We on every corner like the ocks
I been, bending everybody block
Damn, damn, thirds with me
They keep a tan, brand new
So it won't jam, take risks
Free the guys, sitting up in the can
Wait, keep it a band
Den ran, leg shot
Ar start doing the dance next time
He going up with his man
Told bro he dead, if we catch him again
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I like the way you move, I like the way you groove
I like the way you feel, I like the way you feel
I know this is real, you're taking me on
I told nymo, I told nymo f*ck it, up it
Horse around, I'll flock it in public
Play with the members, We knocking off something
If I got it, you know that I'm dumping
Hop out gang, they know how we boming
Bullets flying and rocking this pumpkin
Tell the opps stop faking and running
I be with Rake Droppers, f*ck 12
Free the guys, nobody can't stop us
Word to bro, none of them niggas can not say that I ain't pop up
Oh she a opp, she getting beat
Or I might face shot her, and minimize they roster
Kooda B, I be shooting all of the shooters
And dirtying every ruger
And disrespecting all the opps
Cause in person nigga I'll boom em
I bop different, watch how I maneuver
Bad bitch, hit it then I boot her
Like this slowly nigga, not an Uber
Trying to go put a nigga up for boomer
Actin' a smoochie, actin' a smoochie off the Migos
That's right baby girl, you my freak hoe
Can't give you my heart, I'm a beat though
You for the streets baby we know
I'm like Stef in this shit
Clip three O, there he go easy shot like a free throw
Knock knock, G at your peep hole
Nico dissed me and got shot
And took it on a hop
Free that man out the jail cell
So I can put his ass in a box
Can't be one of us would've shot me
I would've killed your moms and your pops
We on every corner like the ocks
I been, bending everybody block
Damn, damn, thirds with me
They keep a tan, brand new
So it won't jam, take risks
Free the guys, sitting up in the can
Wait, keep it a band
Den ran, leg shot
Ar start doing the dance next time
He going up with his man
Told bro he dead, if we catch him again
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Writer: Kintea McKenzie
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