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Slytherin Lyrics - Artist : Kota Banks
I'm slick like a lizard, cold like a blizzard
He tryna figure me out Got tricks like a wizard, thick and I'm slizzered They wanna fizzle me out Hand on the trigger, click I'm a killer I'd make him shiver in a hot summer drought And my money green like Slytherin I let him slither in and then I then tell him get the fuck out Balling for the hell of it At a mani-pedi with Debbie and she's chatting shit About some very heavy shit Sour about how Howard won't go down on her in the shower I was like wowzers you want some advice? You give that motherfucker way too much power Just shove his head into your flower like it was a beehive Tell him you buzz way louder where the honey's knee high She was all damn Kota, it worked I was like told you sour puss, how it looks Is that Howard's good, he just didn't wanna eat sour puss I'm slick like a lizard, cold like a blizzard He tryna figure me out Got tricks like a wizard, thick and I'm slizzered They wanna fizzle me out Hand on the trigger, click I'm a killer I'd make him shiver in a hot summer drought And my money green like Slytherin I let him slither in and then I then tell him get the fuck out Saskia called last night She was like Kota, why is Paul doing this? Why is Paul doing that? Why is he liking her pics? Oh my god, why is he calling her back? Why was he eyeing her rack at Val's party in the valley when I was at home with the cat? Feeding it, doing the dishes and weeding and wishin that he would text me back? Wait, how do you know he was checking her rack? Allie told me that... she said Cali boys are whack And she said Sally's ass is fat, it's not just her rack She's the whole package, I just want Paul to call is all, is that too much to ask, sis? First off Sass, I don't mean to be a savage, but you sound like a sad bitch I'm slick like a lizard, cold like a blizzard He tryna figure me out Got tricks like a wizard, thick and I'm slizzered They wanna fizzle me out Hand on the trigger, click I'm a killer I'd make him shiver in a hot summer drought And my money green like Slytherin I let him slither in and then I then tell him get the fuck out Boys boys boys, treating us like toys Til we put 'em in their place, yeah Go and put it in his face, yeah I'ma make some noise for the girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, girls |
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