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Ryan Trey – Slide Lyrics

Slide Lyrics Ryan Trey

Yeah, yeah, yeah
One more time
Yeah

I’ma slide, I’ma check in
Ooh-ooh, she got a best friend
Ooh-ooh, creepin’ on the West end (West end)
Ooh-ooh, make a first impression, yeah
Slide on her and invest in it (Ah)
Ooh-ooh, do you got a second? (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh, you ain’t even gotta question, ooh, ooh

Where you goin’ after the afterparty?
If you don’t know then ask somebody
You know I got my eye on you
Same way you got some thighs on you and that ass fat too, yeah, yeah

Hunnids in the van, and I’m tripped up, ayy
She could make a bag at the strip club, ayy
She got Prada on her hands but she Rick’d up
She came GA with her friends, had to switch to them backstage passes
She got ass
Lookin’ for a savage, I think I might grab it
Attitude caddie, lightskin baddie
Her body suit huggin’, she wear extended lashes
Lookin’ for a demon, she might just find one
Fenty, Prada, Louis, Tom, Prada
Lovin’ my drop, you my front seat rider
Say you wanna slide, you should pull up when the show done

I’ma slide, I’ma check in
Ooh-ooh, she got a best friend
Ooh-ooh, creepin’ on the West end (West end)
Ooh-ooh, make a first impression, yeah
Slide on her and invest in it (Ah)
Ooh-ooh, do you got a second? (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh, you ain’t even gotta question, ooh, ooh

Where you goin’ after the afterparty?
If you don’t know then ask somebody
You know I got my eye on you
Same way you got some thighs on you and that ass fat too

Fallin’ in and out, I be leavin’ (Leavin’)
You’re still my still, give me a reason
These shows be back-to-back, it ain’t easy
I’m single but I be feelin’ like it’s cheatin’, yeah, yeah
All these one nighters feelin’ awful
Lyin’ when I say I’ma call you
I’m tryna move and I be cautious
Twenty-one and it’s only gettin’ harder
Peep this, don’t share my sauce, it’s a secret
Keep it, I’m tryna die, fuck the deep shit
Freak shit, I’m tryna slide on some sneak shit
I keep your heart on some G shit, yeah, yeah

I’ma slide, I’ma check in
Ooh-ooh, she got a best friend
Ooh-ooh, creepin’ on the West end (West end)
Ooh-ooh, make a first impression, yeah
Slide on her and invest in it (Ah)
Ooh-ooh, do you got a second? (Yeah)
Ooh-ooh, you ain’t even gotta question, ooh, ooh

Where you goin’ after the afterparty?
Oh, oh, oh