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frenchie - slow it down lyrics

[hook]
i don’t give a f-ck about a n-gga tryna stunt on my gangsta
my momma told me never ever ever ever ever talk to strangers
i swear that i’m losing my mind, i’m growing impatient
ever since i seen my n-gga get k!lled for a lame b-tch
slow it down, slow it down
i think you need to slow it down
bullets like a track meet
a hundred yards, they gon’ run you down
i swear to god, a n-gga ain’t riding, i’ma kick him out the backseat
leave him at the bus stop, don’t need a n-gga that’s flexing

[verse 1]
i don’t give a f-ck about a n-gga tryna stunt on my gangsta
my momma told me never ever ever ever ever talk to strangers
i swear that i’m losing my mind, i’m growing impatient
ever since i seen my n-gga get k!lled for a lame b-tch
i-i-i-i don’t want to bury none of my n-ggas
i’m sick of all these eulogies
his momma cried in a n-gga eyes
i-i-i ain’t even make it at the funeral
i wish i was there with you
[?] was there with me
they wouldn’t dare hit you
they would be scared of me
when i got shot, you had a glock and beer with me
you wanted to run and k!ll, i told you to bear with me
i wish you was here with me…
nah, i wish i was there with you
sipping on malibus, bumping that 2pac
married to streets, she took all my n-ggas
but you still know i will marry you
give me your ring finger, i’ll show you i mean it
as soon as the feds come, i know that you leaving
but i’m a man now so let’s break even
the streets my main love but i don’t need her
nah

[hook]

[verse 2]
homie watching movies but you know a n-gga soft like clay
since you watching so much movies, i’ma have to kick a n-gga out just like tre
nwa got a n-gga screaming “f-ck the police!” like ice cube and dre
boy i’m on a taliban mission, i swear a n-gga come my way
ooh!
shots from the 40 went through!
i told you i ain’t f-cking with you!
it’s gon’ be a h-ll of a ride
stop fronting if you know what i do!
n-gga, f-ck you!
did you see a n-gga new chain?!
hopping out that new [?]!
[?]
you could f-ck my new b-tch!
here go the keys to the whip, n-gga that new coupe!
when i pull up, make a n-gga say “ooh!”
did you see the n-gga shoes?
did you see the n-gga top go back?
i think his car got a pool!
i’m not gon’ be rude!
heard the n-gga like to shoot!
i just want a autograph, me and my kids
please not must get this confused
nah

[hook]

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