Story Behind the Song
A definate party tune. A very comical piece about everyday happenings.
Lyrics
Brother Kevin Brown always playing the fool
Cheating on his woman and that ain't cool
Saw him at a dance about a quarter past ten
Surrounded by a couple of his no good friends
Stepped up to me, like a used up scrub
Smelled more like he ain't never seen a tub
All in my face, I said you better step back
Before I turn your head, with a back slap
Now slide, just slide, slide on out the door
Now slide, just slide, keep sliding on out some more
My cousin's daughter friend had a new born girl
Sweetest little sugar in the whole wide world
But the mother ain't behaving like she just had a child
Nah, she hanging with the boys and she a run round wild
Her mother told her girl you better start playing it cool
Forget about the boys and get back into school
The girl didn't listen turned her head went away
You know she got knocked up the next day
Her mother said
Slide, just slide, slide on out the door
Now slide, just slide, keep sliding on out some more
Went to a label said listen to this
I got a brand new album with a couple of hits
The guy looked at me when he walked through the door
Like he was looking at some barbeque pork in the store
Stepped up to me, put his hand on my back
Said he'd make me a star, he had very little tack
I saw where he was going with this little show
And I said no thanks, cause I ain't no hoe.
Now slie, just slide, slide on out the door
Slide, just slide, keep sliding on out some more
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