Silky Saturdays week 3 Lyrics

It's about that time again baby, Silky Saturdays, what week is this, three

I'm just getting warmed up, shits Like exercise for me baby, you Know them first couple weeks

You back in the gym

I'm actin' real light skinned right now

I'll tell that new bitch to pipe Down, if she ain't down about

My fuckin' crown

She got a nigga at her house, Watchin' her kids, thinkin' she Comin' home, but she at my crib Bustin' it down

She got my T-shirt on aint took Her panties off, sittin' on my lap, I just told the bitch to knock it off

I got the AC on 70, she still hot, Pimpin' in the heat, now she Tellin' me I'm Chris Bosh

Pimpin' in the feet, you ain't chillin' in knee socks, pimpin' in Defeat, ha ha ha ha ha

Pistol in my seat

Yeah, I'm talkin' raw dawg,

No safety on,

I'ma let it off dawg

If the bitch leave,

I bet it all fall,

I got a joog for you, don't act dushy on the phone call

You trippin' on pussy, that's the Wrong call, fuck I look like a Rookie,

I'm a vet, I'm the boss dawg

From L.A. to Vegas, Miami to Nassau, I been keepin' it pimpin', Lil nigga, now that's all

Space X ism, I'm tellin' women to Blast off,

Safe sex with him, he slippin', Now hit the cash vault

Keep your shoes in your hand When you dash off, leave the Door cracked when you leave, Put the latch on

Don't go straight to your car, Bitch, find a Uber or a taxi,

When you hit your destination, Hit my line and get at

I admire your dedication,

You graduated from flatbacking, It's a celebration, baby,

And that's how you tax em

Whether carpet or Blade, my game gon' market the same,

This here a mark of the game

We both got Benzes,

But we don't park it the same,

We both poppin' pimpin',

But we don't talk it the same

I'm givin' up the game

And you givin' nothin' but lame, Your bitch lookin' at you like, Daddy, when does it rain

She stay thirsty, my friend,

That was Silky Saturday, week number three

Shoutout, matter of fact, rest in Peace to the juice,

O.J. Simpson

P.G.O. Muse, P.G.O. the brand

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And grab your bitch

And let her know not to play with your pimpin