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Silky Lyrics

"Silky" was written by Myers, Dwight/west, Jesse/floyd, King.
"Silky" was written by Myers, Dwight/west, Jesse/floyd, King.

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They call me broke goose, up on me
I'll leave you salty, clean like a bofty
So girl, yeah, you boo, let me introduce you
To a new crew, not familiar, ain't what you used to

Hit Aruba, put it on YouTube
Let your ex-man see your new dude
And new purse and new shoes
Tell 'em I win, ha, ha you lose

Dice game I fill up the bank
Yo ex-man can't fill up your tank
Damn that's mad triffe, talkin' 'bout the gas price
All I do is look and say, damn what a sad life

He bake beans just add rice
No soft drinks, just mad ice
Now you waitin' in the cold for the bus
Girl, come roll with the rush, us

No delayin', ma stop playin'
I'm not playin' but I'm sayin'
What you sayin'? And are you stayin'?
Yeah, I'm stayin' if you payin'

Huh, what you say?
Y'all know me, bomb hoe's, condo's
Crystal, Calico, Dom Mo
Oh yeah, few John Doe's
I'm on point like Rondo

Get it here hurry up like pronto
No, no, no need convo
And the raptors, Toronto
Play with me you'll get your lawn mowed

In dawn mode, that's code red
No cars girl, got to moped
Shout out to all my dope heads
They made me rich, yeah, more bread

Now go 'head, 'fore your head gone
Fucked one girl, my bread long
Got damn girl, your legs long
She went down, she head strong
Dude unlock them cuffs
So ma can roll with the rush, us

No delayin', ma stop playin'
I'm not playin' but I'm sayin'
What you sayin'? And are you stayin'?
Yeah, I'm stayin' if you payin'

Yo Gina, that's Clara
Yo Clara, that's Sarah
Yo Sarah, that's Tara
Call her, Miss. Mascara

But she give a mean blowjob
Go downtown, no prob
Gettin' beano's, did the whole mob
I don't work, no job

Redford, I go rob
Crme corn, no cob
Bo, ho, bo, ho, go sob
That's your sob, oh God

Rascal buckwheat
Get braces, buckteeth
Zoom out, now your in the dust
Girl, come roll with the rush, us

No delayin', ma stop playin'
I'm not playin' but I'm sayin'
What you sayin'? And are you stayin'?
Yeah, I'm stayin' if you payin'

Songwriters
MYERS, DWIGHT/WEST, JESSE/FLOYD, KING

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Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing

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