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a-why - slow down lyrics

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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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