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Chevy Woods
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Slow Me Down
(Pre-Hook) I'm on the race to the money Don't call no police on me You know I'm out here, out here, out here You know I'm out here, out here, out here They talkin, don't know my name All I know is my game You know I'm out here, out here, out here You know I'm out here, out here, out here Throwin up money
(Hook) Oh yea, they tryin to slow me down I got 100$ bills, no one slows me down
It's big meetings and I tell the office Fly nigga fresh to death so get this beat a coffin My mind on that money, never spend without a profit And any anything I ever touch, bitch I'mma make a profit I was hand in hand with it, 50's in the bag I swear my shit was so good, the fiends wanted clams I had my weight up so for some niggas I couldn't wait up Look I was on it, I chopped it up and I kick it later Like the police, them pussies want everything we got I'm talkin shootin fiends, bricks that try to make em cop This home sweet home but ain't shit sweet about it My homie hit some niggas up and said you'll read about it Real life shit but you ain't livin this You drop the 40 in the store on some nameless shit We had the cutters in this grill on some dinner shit But you ain't turtle or a shell, you want to explain the shit bitch
(Pre-Hook) I'm on the race to the money Don't call no police on me You know I'm out here, out here, out here You know I'm out here, out here, out here They talkin, don't know my name All I know is my game You know I'm out here, out here, out here You know I'm out here, out here, out here Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Throwin up money
(Hook) Oh yea, they tryin to slow me down I got 100$ bills, no one slows me down
(Verse) My passport's stamped up, tell me what you travel like? Been on the pavement everywhere, what yo gravel like? In the night time, led pipe they let off All you hear is them tigers screamin, they fire rounds and they spit off Ain't no shots returned, ain't nobody call the police Bitch run away, it's wartime, i still be on my street Put that on my closet and I'mma be here, what you think? Bitch I'm off this gin and I'm like middlefinger your drink ha Yea, it's big millions in that Taylor office Fly nigga fresh to death so would you want a coffin? You niggas gotta be livin the life You gotta be just getting by 'Cause bitch you ain't shipin no pies And if it's money then we all for it Young boys run with metal look like young forest So bitch you only need money then we all for it Have my young boys run with metal look like young forest
(Pre-Hook) I'm on the race to the money Don't call no police on me You know I'm out here, out here, out here You know I'm out here, out here, out here They talkin, don't know my name All I know is my game You know I'm out here, out here, out here You know I'm out here, out here, out here Throwin up money
(Hook) Oh yea, they tryin to slow me down I got 100$ bills, no one slows me down
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