Originoo Gunn Clapazz - Slo Mo Lyrics
[louieville sluggah]God damn, look at missy missyShe actin hot and sigie, Im gonna catch them tittiesOh come kitty kitty, Im in the store with bellI asked her if she miss meI need change quickly, papi can you split this fiftyShe started small talk, like where you beenI cut her short, its where Ill be with you and your friendsYou see girl, I aint you average man, runnin a millionOn an island, puffin spliffs with gilliganSet on the hot rocks, sendin my tube socksIm wonderin, is this what its like, if the clock stopAnd at a slow speed, cool breeze, blue treesHigher counts we had, bbq on ***** beachYour word becomes a v, you crack a smile nowThen find out later, *****, it aint shit funnyMe all about me sunny, money and keep it cunninMovin wit my niggas and best to playboy bunnies[starang wondah]Aiyo, ya see me the bed, countin endsYo, I know you have a man, cant you have friendsWanna look me up and down, sayin it dependsAiyo, I treat you like a queen, til I hit the skinsCuz I look good, like your man wish he couldPush a phat ride, parkin right in front of the hoodBig mutha*****in will, from the m.f.c.I roll a bob marley up, and pass the hennecyNigga cough, never smoked before, yo weed it upGot chills goin down ya spine, I heat it upGotta get where Im goin, and fastSpeed it up, I feel a hotel elevator beam me upI take you home, lie you down, so you can dream me upGet your all your friends through and double team me upI cant call it, smoker, never alcoholicHittin it doggystyle, while you leanin on the toiletO.g.c. put it down like thisFrom the foot to the gas while the spark burn up[louieville sluggah]Niggas be charged, spit like cards, its just too easyBouncin where you hearin my shit, niggas you feel meAll up on your tv, blastin in your cdHits like damn, the world love them niggas g.c.Lets get together, if da storm, change the weatherDont wanna make it hot, you can send me 4 page lettersI wont tell a soul, stay strapped like velcroYa nana yellin, thats one hell of a fellowPumpin ya driveway, playin somethin mellowYour pops hear me, call and say, girl hell noSee I can understand, thats what the average doSo later on, out the window to the avenue
