Song Lyrics

Picture this and very soon you'll understand
Why I'm hot but really cool as a ceiling fan
Wipe me down like Boosie on the other hand
Gotta dumb it down for some of you to comprehend
This retard flow is stupid, see I lose it every time that I do it
Some can't fathom the fact I'm from Houston, shit what the f*ck is they stupid
I'm doing the damn thang, consistently maintain, my vision alone will have you feeling some way
See I can't complain, it's just one of them thangs, that I stay doing me and probably misbehave
That's how I live me life,
Steady going left until it feels right
This the rhythm of my life, so I rap to it
Chasing dreams might as well sleepwalk through it
Too much noise I just turn it down,
Bad hoes turning up in the club, I just turn them down
Ain't nothing like that turn me down service
But I tend to do the shit on purpose
Recognize a real real nigga when you see one
Cause tattoos and a gold teeth don't mean that a nigga like me
Can't come through with a team in the streets
Al B Sure but this nigga ain't weak
Love songs for your chick, yeah I might do
Groupie love, she in love with the whole crew
New tricks she came back and show you
It is what it is, homie I thought I told you, we slidin'

If the candy paint dripping, then you know what it is, we be slidin'
From the city where the styrofoam cup doubled up and we slidin'
Poppin' tags though Galleria, parking lot pimpin' we be slidin'
Shit, if the pussy wet enough then a nigga like me about to slide in it

Let it breath just a little bit,
See it's a science to the shit and I experiment enough to have a DJ in the mix
It ain't hard for you to see,
this is meant to be, eventually you'll have to get with the program
This is track and field,
the way that I run tracks words can kill and drop credit to producers in the obituary programs
Man I'm just nasty with, buzzing light years beyond and still toying with it
Every story being told, there's a lie up in it
See the truth is being show, y'all ain't paying attention
Now days even lames, get an honorable mention
What the f*ck that's just bad for business
Every quarter there's a check and a penny missing
See you almost had it, you just gotta get it
Like that state farm commercial guy hanging that fishing rod
Bad bitches and these mitches get menopause
Some snitch other ones get lock jaw
Jaw bone was her name I thought I told y'all
Love songs for your chick, yeah I might do
Groupie love, she in love with my whole crew
New tricks she come back and show you
It is what it is, homie I thought I told you, we slidin'

If the candy paint dripping, then you know what it is, we be slidin'
From the city where the styrofoam cup doubled up and we slidin'
Poppin' tags though Galleria, parking lot pimpin' we be slidin'
If the pussy wet enough then a nigga like me about to slide in it

Picture this and very soon you'll understand
Why I'm hot but really cool as a ceiling fan
Wipe me down like Boosie on the other hand
Gotta dumb it down for some of y'all to comprehend

Byron Jones

The duration of Slidin' is 3:02 minutes and seconds.