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letra de slow down - a-why

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[intro]
[okay jamal]

[chorus]
d-mn slow down baby you movin’ kinda fast
bouncing up and down but im tryna make it last
f-ckin off the coke and a half a shot of jack it
and i bust it in the back in the all black jacket
she bet not average cuter than my last b-tch
20 out of 10 she a catch no catfish
f-ckin with the boy cause i be living lavish
haters talking sh-t like “hah stay mad b-tch” (mad b-tch mad b-tch)

[verse 1]
like d-mn everybody wanna be like me
with some racks and they jeans and a off white tee
got a brand new whip no s-r-t
and i pull up to the scene with the whole d-mn team
like hold up, get your dough up
don’t walk around like you don’t know what
why you talking sh-t like me and maybe
why yo b-tch got my songs on the playlist

[verse 2]
why yo b-tch got my songs on the playlist?
causе she f-ckin with yo boy i’m the greatеst
got a 100k in a month on my latest
all these other rappers tryna get up on the same sh-t
i don’t give a f-ck cause i’m better i’m a yo transcendent
if yo b-tch wanna f-ck ima pull up in the letter
i’m a freaky in the sheets make her p-ssy wet
dancing on my d-ck like a stripper somebody come and get her
sent her back to her mans, heppin on that ass
lying to confess and they clash like clans
got a strap and a whip and they tryna throw hands
why you talking all that sh-t?
f-ck yo b-tch and i dash
dash no cap no hoe gonna last
can’t watch this pipe hit a chance for tonight
new b-tch new whip
mad black with the tits
big party big racks big ass throw it back
[verse 3]
like f-ck, slow down b-tch i’m boutta bust
tricks on the d-ck why you doin too much?
flip her on her stomach then i pump it louder
man’s on the phone she’ll be back in an hour
hand on the mouth she be moaning h-lla loud
i don’t wanna rush i just wanna f-ck right now
lil’ b-tch ain’t playin on her knees like you prayin
ride a h-lla fast swing got me f-cked up saying

[chorus]
d-mn slow down baby you movin’ kinda fast
bouncing up and down but im tryna make it last
f-ckin off the coke and a half a shot of jack it
and i bust it in the back in the all black jacket
she bet not average cuter than my last b-tch
20 out of 10 she a catch no catfish
f-ckin with the boy cause i be living lavish
haters talking sh-t like “hah stay mad b-tch”

[verse 1 repeated]
like d-mn everybody wanna be like me
with some racks and they jeans and a off white tee
got a brand new whip no s-r-t
and i pull up to the scene with the whole d-mn team
like hold up, get your dough up
don’t walk around like you don’t know what
why you talking sh-t like me and maybe
why yo b-tch got my songs on the playlist

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