Slimm Pusha

Slimm Pusha

 Atlanta, Georgia, USA
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PURE GOOD MUSIC! HIGHLY ADDICTIVE!
a southern bluesy contagious sound influenced by soul, gospel, and the golden era of hip hop.

Biography

Anything in life worth having takes not only hard work but also sacrifice. Through unwavering determination and perseverance, dreams can indeed come true. This statement can best describe Jackson, Mississippi's own Elliott Sirah aka Slimm Pusha's journey to stardom. HipHop artist Slimm Pusha's artisty is extremely unique. In 2011, he released his first project entitled The BingBangBata Mixup and Slimm has not looked back since. His 2013 release "Dayvid Blaine | Above The Below" received major attention from Program Directors in a few southern cities and Slimm P as a result achieved hundreds of radio spins without a record deal. He's been featured twice on MTV Rap Fix Live with the legendary host Sway Callaway where he was co-signed by Baby, CEO of Cash Money Records and Paris Hilton. His newest release "Hennessi |Very Special Combaq is a classic HipHop album which is available for download now on iTunes, Amazon, Google Play and all online music retailers. "Faded***Faces" and "Makesumshake featuring Big SANT",two singles from Hennessi VSC, are already getting major airplay on SirusXM, Jackson, and Memphis radio to name a few. In the words of Paris Hilton "Slimm Pusha, I think he's a star!"

Lyrics

LadyFriend

Written By: Slimm Pusha

[ VersExplaine 1 ]
I wake up to a silky smooth, super fine, stupid thick, chocolate chick
Shawty still naked from the night before she got the dick
Her friend say she want me too
What you think im suppose to do?
Single means im single girl dont play me like im glued to you
Super thick red bone stay keepin my cell blown
Everytime I answer she say "whats up with your phone?"
I say "whats up with that pussy" she say "whats up wit that bong"
She say "i know you a dog, but whats up with that bone"
Got this caramel, pretty nail, bad as hell, college girl
She so bingbangbata smokin drinkin my party girl
Head game fire, she call me her supplier
I never stay to kick it cause she think im such a liar
But my mind say, Pusha ain't you sick of this
Party life smokin drinkin wake up to a different bitch
Drama after drama queen covergirl maybelline
Hood chick classy chick church girl super fiend
Baby mama's creeping spot, daddy's daughters sneak alot
Her brother hate his sister love me im all that she talk about
I ain't got no game, driving with no blind spot
How you up and fuck a chick you just met in the parking lot
Thats that shit im talkin bout
You ain't getting no younger
My nights are like the weather
My winters feel like summer
Feeling guilty bout shit I shouldn't feel guilty bout
Single life is nothing but another game of cat and mouse

[Hook]
I Think I Need A GirlFriend
(good girl slow me down)
(3x)
I Think I Need A LadyFriend
(good girl slow me down)
Gotdam

[Verse 2]
I wake up to bake up with this chick that wears no make up
She got way too much ass guess thats why her chests an Acup
Shawty ain't changed since the very day I met her
I thought that I could date her
But all she do is lay up
And jus talk about the things that she's heard about
She know everybody's biz she say its jus word of mouth
Talkin all that bullshit never know what she's talkin bout
She say she from College Park, I say "ok walk it out"
I got the fourth grade teacher 3pm she come get nasty
Black pumps black bag Francesca fancy
Bisexual yellow bone, she go both ways
She like pussy too so we on the same page
What are you talking bout, check this out
You ain't getting no younger
My nights are like the weather
My winters feel like summer
Feeling guilty bout shit I shouldn't feel guilty bout
Single life is nuthin but another game of cat and mouse

[Hook]
I Think I Need A GirlFriend
(good girl slow me down)
(3x)
I Think I Need A LadyFriend
(good girl slow me down)
Gotdam

[Bridge] (Trumpet Solo by Trey Parker)
I do
I do Ooo
I do
I do Ooo
I do
I do Ooo
I do
I do Ooo
(2x)

[Hook]
I Think I Need A GirlFriend
(good girl slow me down)
(3x)
I Think I Need A LadyFriend
(good girl slow me down)
Gotdam
(I do.. I do Ooo)

Pretty High And Tempting

Written By: Slimm Pusha

Explain Chorus:
Who the fuck is she her in the passengers seat
Breaking down smoking weed just as pretty as can be
Pretty as can be just as pretty as can be
Breaking down smoking weed just as pretty as can be
(2x)

Verse 1:
Pretty as she wants to be
Red bone cutie pie
She ain't from Chicago but everything is Do or Die
She smoke co co kush I say you so bangbata
Geeking like she Gucci but her swag is like Rihanna
Bingbangbata you can't never tell
Check her finger nails
Eight blunts in rotation passing reefa like a carousel
I play her smoking pilot she plays my flight attendant
When she high she rides a dick just like she majored in it
Super flat stomach dark skin shawty
Hair all down her back you can't even tell she bought it
Blow a charge, pretty motherfucker blow a charge
I think you so sexy when you do that oh my God
Shawty smoke a zip and I fucks with her
And her girlfriend they some dope dealers
Pretty high and tempting no, im pretty high dont tempt me
Blow a bag fifty bad bitch from Mississippi
And she gone

Chorus:
Who the fuck is she her in the passengers seat
Breaking down smoking weed just as pretty as can be
Pretty as can be just as pretty as can be
Breaking down smoking weed just as pretty as can be
(2x)

Verse 2:
Cutie pie from Cali like to smoke it out a bong
Caramel shawty smoke it bumping Trey Songz, and she gone
Dont see nothing wrong with a bad bitch
Smoking purp, kush, or mid getting high as shit
Six pack of cigarillos rolled like a pro
Put them right back in the box she got weed to go
Shades on shades off can you see her eyes?
Bet they blood shot red she can't even drive
Say ya got seven let me add a five
Spent two dollars on a mini lets go do a dime
Got a lighter and a grinder in her hand bag
Leave the house and come back high and now her man mad
Bragging on how big a bag a dope boy brought to ya
Nine times out of ten he wanna talk to ya
Pretty high and tempting no, im pretty high dont tempt me
Windows up and smoking pretty women smoking with me
Thats a bet

Chorus:
Who the fuck is she her in the passengers seat
Breaking down smoking weed just as pretty as can be
Pretty as can be just as pretty as can be
Breaking down smoking weed just as pretty as can be
(2x)

Natural Gurl

Written By: Slimm Pusha

Explain All of ya'll , All of ya'll (2x)

Verse 1:
Swear I can't front you the shit
No silicone in the ass or the tits
Got it going on both ways to the hips
Say word, real curves and she say its all hers
I see that you content in that body that you born with
Booty ain't shop wit shit
No photoshop on the pic
Naturally fine she got good genes
But she can't get in none I gotta go get me one
And she ain't gotta cake the make the up
She may wear just a tad
Super bad make ya make up fast you make her mad
Knew a girl in college we took a course I didn't pass
Cause in class I would sit in the back and look at her ass
Hollywood call it over weight, we call it thick
And if you up and get that pudge in ya stomach you still the shit
Because its normal, cute and cordial, can't make a clone
Baby ain't got to take everything off to turn me on, now

Chorus:
Swear I can front you the shit
No silicone in the ass or the tits
Got it going on both ways to the hips
Say word, real curves and she say its all hers
Dont get me wrong I love all of yall
Dont get me wrong I love all of yall
But it ain't nothing like a real girl
Its Nothing like a Natural Gurl

Verse 2:
Ain't gotta vomit to get rid of that stomach cause that ain't sexy
Told me that she could model she gotta be anorexic
Body look like a bottle her hair is naturally curly or nappy
Kinky she straight or iron it or she dont do nothing to it
Baby its all good, Best of both worlds
Ain't nothing like real girls
Cause I dont want a woman all plastic
Married growning old body start looking nasty
Good while it lasted
The fact that you ain't perfect girl is perfect
She rather spend that surgery money on something worth it
Dont be so concerned with the curves under skirts in the 21st
Cause it may be more than you bargained for
Middle, Rich, or Poor
Skinny, Thick, or More
But if you do adore and you can afford
I guess its all yours...
Ah, but it ain't nothing like a real girl

Chorus:
Swear I can front you the shit
No silicone in the ass or the tits
Got it going on both ways to the hips
Say word, real curves and she say its all hers
Dont get me wrong I love all of yall
Dont get me wrong I love all of yall
But it ain't nothing like a real girl
Its Nothing like a Natural Gurl

(outro)

Bobb Ya Head

Written By: Slimm Pusha

BingBExplainangBataBow
Ah Come On Nah, Yo

[Verse 1]
I'mma eighties babe that was nineties raised
Back when the real G's got radio play
Pac, Big, Lauryn Hill, Bone Thugs, Do or Die, Outkast, Geto Boys, try UGK
We the nephews of the oldschool
Breaking all rules like we suppose to
We the new school and we dont lose
Trying to stay away from deals that will own you
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls want to come out the back
The boat dont float on a negative note
If you turn to a hater gotta go on with that
Back in the day we use to wanna stay and let the radio play
Waiting on a top ten song with a tape
Finger on pause hold on play
Nigga dont front
Gotta rhythm make ya homegirl ovulate
Drop the bass make a cop wanna pump the breaks
Hit the lights, stop, look up the license plate
Play it cool homie dont altercate
Say I cuss too much I dont give no fuck
Say I dress too plain get the fuck on lame
Real niggas recognize game
So no matter what nobody say I bet I make ya bobb ya head

Hook:
I Bet I Make Ya Bobb Ya Head (4x)
Im Talkin Real Cool Groove Shit
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls wanna come out the back
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls wanna come out for dat
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls wanna come out the back
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Yea..

[Verse 2]
I can make a muthafucka shake, rattle and roll
Shrivel to shrimp make her nipples hard flow to cold
On everything I can do it wit my eyes closed
Or a blind fold you think im lyin ho
Better watch your daughter, thirsty ass
Get a glass of water, hash tag
Two cheeks in the booth dont half ass
Let my money get the ticket thats fast cash
Nigga, all aboard!
Everythings in a jet
Put the room in a groove
Make it feel like sex
Slimm P he the last of dying breed
Took yall forever to find me
Now dont you go get lost
When I get this shit to jump off
My girl grown but the speakers teen
Crazy beat thats Rodney King
On a record that ain't got no intervene
From the intro to the thirteenth
Will put a cramp in ya neck bet you leave with the shakes
If you hungry, nigga dont leave with the plate
If you talk too much you'll get left to decay
No matter what they say anyway I betcha make ya bob ya head

Hook:
I Bet I Make Ya Bobb Ya Head (4x)
Im Talkin Real Cool Groove Shit
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls wanna come out the back
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls wanna come out for dat
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Make all the girls wanna come out the back
Dont it sound good how I come off the track
Yea..

Ray's Band

Written By: Slimm Pusha

Explain Chorus:
Laid back, dark shades
Even in the night time dark shades
They say why you in the dark with them dark shades
2140 Ban Rays
Zoned in my ray bans, aw straight blowed in my ray bans
I like to keep on me some raybans
Aw now, straight zoned in my ray bans
Na Na Now

Verse 1:
They say you must think you cool
With them shades on you so rude
Are you high or something
Are your eyes bad? cause it ain't no sun in this room
You must be cock eyed you got a black eye or something
What the fuck is with you
And all these questions
Feeling under investigation
Some people sure be pesty
I got to stay off in my own zone
Night time got shades on
Homegirl got pissed on the slick cause she can't figure out what im looking laying eyes on
So many phony people make ya keep your vision tint
I dont dig that envy shit
Crack a joke or two they think its all good to infiltrate
I ain't that friendly bitch

All alone on my own All alone on my own
I rather be all alone on my own
Than fuck with that phony shit that you on
(2x)

Chorus:
Laid back, dark shades
Even in the night time dark shades
They say why you in the dark with them dark shades
2140 Ban Rays
Zoned in my ray bans, aw straight blowed in my ray bans
I like to keep on me some raybans
Aw now, straight zoned in my ray bans
Na Na Now

Verse 2:
They say you must think you cool
With them shades on you so rude
Are you high or something
Are your eyes bad? cause it ain't no sun in this room
You must be cock eyed you got a black eye or something
What the fuck is with you
And all these questions
Feeling under investigation
Some people sure be pesty
I got to stay off in my own zone
Night time got shades on
Homegirl got pissed on the slick cause she can't figure out what im looking laying eyes on
So many phony people make ya keep your vision tint
I dont dig that envy shit
Crack a joke or two they think its all good to infiltrate
I ain't that friendly bitch

All alone on my own All alone on my own
I rather be all alone on my own
Than fuck with that phony shit that you on
(2x)

Chorus:
Laid back, dark shades
Even in the night time dark shades
They say why you in the dark with them dark shades
2140 Ban Rays
Zoned in my ray bans, aw straight blowed in my ray bans
I like to keep on me some raybans
Aw now, straight zoned in my ray bans
Na Na Now

Verse 3:
I swear I be in my own zone
Me and my homegirl with these shades on
Soul ain't got no window ho
You only gone get whatcha paid for
You might be shocked what you see
When the one ya saw ain't see what you seen
Niggas want to route you on and be seen
How you gone put me on and you green
Behind these glasses I see alotta niggas act like asses
I see a lot of niggas claiming true but go and prostitute
With a good excuse doing anything to cash in
Black shades, Black hat, Black shirt who said Black's out
Gettin blowed behind the bans with one of my potnahz
Until we pass out

All alone on my own All alone on my own
I rather be all alone on my own
Than fuck with that phony shit that you on
(2x)

Chorus:
Laid back, dark shades
Even in the night time dark shades
They say why you in the dark with them dark shades
2140 Ban Rays
Zoned in my ray bans, aw straight blowed in my ray bans
I like to keep on me some raybans
Aw now, straight zoned in my ray bans
Na Na Now

God42Mar

Written By: Slimm Pusha

[Verse 1]

Well yesterday was sort of like today but less fucked up shit
But slick still winning with this tough luck bitch
I ain't talking to you, that's what life is
Smiles turn to frowns antonyms turn synonyms
Do what you can with what you have where you are
Taking it slow may add to the cash in the jar
Dont want to be the richest man, word to Biggie
The more moolah more muthafuckas plottin to get it
The more you do the more expected of you
Underestimating what they dont expect me to do
Look like the weather's bipolar, suddenly got colder
Must be bad news waiting round the corner
Like Chicago winds will turn that fur coat into a wind breaker
Make me stay off in the clouds where I feel safer
Talking last day, well can I get a couple dollars out this muthafucka
Before it goes aflame?

Hook:
Thank God for tomorrow, let it fly
Pray I wake up in the morning if tonight I dont die
Let it fly
Pray I wake up in the morning if tonight I dont die

[Verse 2]
Good news bad news next door neighbors
Pouring liquor in the soil smoking mother nature
Favors under tables make alot of people paper
But the fables only gets your ass killed
Take it for what it is
Make you miss being a kid
Feeling free from all the shit we do to live
Picture Pusha in a benz
And a couple benz to burn
But when its ashes picture where the friends will turn
Got your ass fucked up outside the club
But if you wake up in the morning you good
They couldve peeled you off the pavement
Thats a hell of a payment
For a nigga frontin like he from the hood
Swearing its all good short lives time flys
What grows in the spring in the fall dies
Nobody promised you tomorrow all we do is believe
In a second chance planting a better seed

Hook:
Thanking God for tomorrow
Let it fly, Pray I wake up in the morning if tonight I dont die
Let it fly, Pray I wake up in the morning if tonight I dont... die

Discography

  • Album - The BingBangBata Mixup
  • Album - ifPUSHCome2Shove
  • Album - illDoMagic
  • Album - DayvidBlaine : Above The Below
  • Album - Hennessi Very Special Comabq