[Lyrics] Slime You Out - Drake Ft SZA

Thảo luận trong 'Quốc Tế' bắt đầu bởi Mạnh Thăng, 16 Tháng chín 2023.

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    Slime You Out

    Rapper: Drake


    Ca sĩ: SZA

    Album: For all the dogs

    Vào ngày 15.9. 2023, Drake đã cho đăng tải một ca khúc mới toanh mang tên "Slime you out". Ca khúc là sự kết hợp giữa rap và dòng nhạc R&B. Và có lẽ chính vì thế mà anh chàng đã mời SZA thể hiện ca khúc này. Và ca khúc "Slime you out" cũng chính là lead single mở màn cho album phòng thu thứ 8 sắp ra mắt của anh chàng mang tên "For all the dogs". Hãy cùng mình thưởng thức màn song ca có 1-0-2 này nhé, đảm bảo bạn sẽ mê mẩn bởi cách rap của Drake cũng như màn rap melody của SZA



    Lời bài hát:

    [Intro: Drake]

    I don't know, I don't know what's wrong with you girls

    I feel like y'all don't need love

    You need somebody who could micro-manage you

    You know what I'm sayin'? Tell you right from wrong

    Who's smart from who's the fool

    Which utensil to use for which food, like

    I got a schedule to attend to though

    I can't really

    6ix

    [Verse 1: Drake]

    You bitches really get carried away

    Makin' mistakes then you beg me to stay

    Got me wiggin' on you like I'm Arrogant Tae

    You got my mind in a terrible place

    Whip done changed you like American slaves

    Act like you not used to Sheraton stays

    I met the nigga you thought could replace

    How were there even comparisons made?

    Bitch, next time, I swear on my grandmother grave

    I'm slimin' you for them kid choices you made

    [Refrain: Drake]

    Slimin' you out, slimin' you out, slimin' you out

    [Verse 2: Drake]

    Ayy, this ain't the littest I could get on you bitches

    Send wires on wires on wires, like Idris

    You lucky that I don't take back what was given

    I could have you on payment plan 'til you're hundred and fifty

    And my slime right here, she got some bars for y'all niggas

    So I'ma fall back and let SZA talk her shit for a minute

    [Refrain: Drake]

    Slimin' you out, slimin' you out, slime

    [Verse 3: SZA]

    Damn, these niggas got me so twisted

    How the ahihi you so real, but play bitch on my line?

    I can feel what you spendin'

    Got too much pride to let no burnt nigga slime me out

    Pull up, go ride about, my night, got time

    Let's discuss all those lies about

    Frontin' out here, like you dickin' me out

    And I ain't even cumin', numbin' it out

    And you ain't 'bout the shit you rappin' about

    And I can spin the ho, I'm airin' it out

    I'm goin' on like a sawed-off

    You tell these hoes you ain't cuddlin'

    But with me, you know doin' all that shit

    You tellin' these hoes you ain't trickin' off

    But with me, you know I'm gon' get it all

    How you niggas get so carried away?

    Trippin' when that dick is barely third place

    Fucked out of pity, it's cute that you lame

    Dip 'cause it's mid I can't fake liking sex

    [Refrain: SZA]

    Slimin' you out, I'm slimin' you out, I'm slimin' you out

    Oh-woah, woah

    [Verse 4: Drake]

    Yeah, January, you pretend to see life clearly, yearly

    February is the time that you put the evil eye and the pride aside

    For the fantasy of gettin' married, very scary

    March got you already second guessin' titles

    April, Spring is here and just like a spring you start to spiral

    May brings some warmer days

    Poolside, gettin' very tan

    June have you movin' ice cold, goin' back and forth with a married man

    July, that's when I found out you lied

    August, it was "Baby this," "Baby that," like you had your tubes tied

    September, we fallin' off, but I'm still the man you tryna win over

    October is all about me 'cause your turn should've been over

    November, got your moodboardin' for next year and you're single

    December the gift givin' month and now you wanna rekindle, I

    Tryna build trust, showin' me your DMs, how they tryna bag you

    Ironic how the news I got about you ended up bein' bad news

    Get a nigga hit for fifty racks, girl, the beef cost like it's Wagyu

    Get a nigga hit, I'll make his ass see the light, like a half-moon

    Shout to QC, pretty sure I made P Ms like it's past noon

    All I really know is Ws and Ms, life lookin' like a bathroom

    All I really know is M bags, like I drove through and ordered fast food

    Sayin' that I'm too guarded with my feelings, who the ahihi even asked you?

    Seven bodyguards, just in case somebody really wanna try and crash through

    Don't know why I listen to you when I hear you talkin' to me, it's some half truth

    If I don't pay your rent, it end up like a old hairstyle, girl, that's past due

    If I don't-

    [Outro: Drake]

    Ah, ah, that's as far as I got
     
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