Moment I Slow Down

1 7 fly
We got one
We on fire

My rude boy speakin Creole
Linked me up with them Haitians
Run express from New Jersey
To the safe house in New Haven

Moment I slow down then somethin is wrong
Pissin me off or you shittin me dog
Puppy face made her embrace me some more
She call me dog, gave her my paw
Fed her that hard food, no no no soft
Shirt sittin perfect vacating her bra
Sometimes she friendly or flickin me off
Like a 8 am traffic I'm cuttin her off
Her lips be on gloss, buns be on tossed
Vault in the bedroom she safe and she cost
One of one fabric different kind of cloth
Count up the wins remember the lost

Cherish the stage feeling eighteen
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop,
Drop, drop, drop, drop, drop, drop
Don't like when she cling, the light bill is weak
Stewardess get to fly everywhere for free
Part of the job that's check off the sheet
I get a text from a kitty in heat
Who started to purr and starting to leak
Man if they purge got ammo for weeks
Bustin her ass relentless with heat
Used to stash drugs right under my D
That was uncomfortable I said se la ve
PC I cut in for partners to eat
Size don't mean nothing you mentally weak
Too much of the pills or strands of the weed

Moment I slow down then somethin is wrong
Pissin me off or you shittin me dog
Puppy face made her embrace me some more
She call me dog, gave her my paw
Fed her that hard food, no no no soft
Shirt sittin perfect vacating her bra
Sometimes she friendly or flickin me off
Like a 8 am traffic I'm cuttin her off
Her lips be on gloss, buns be on tossed
Vault in the bedroom she safe and she cost
One of one fabric different kind of cloth
Count up the wins remember the lost
Hair on ya face don't make ya a boss
Seen I bounced back show you the ropes
Knowin a lil Spanish got me in the door
I like quiet money miss me with the Forbes

I'm noticeable now
Milking the clock
They countin me out
Time windin down

Moment I slow down then somethin is wrong
Pissin me off or you shittin me dog
Puppy face made her embrace me some more
She call me dog, gave her my paw
Fed her that hard food, no no no soft
Shirt sittin perfect vacating her bra
Sometimes she friendly or flickin me off
Like a 8 am traffic I'm cuttin her off
Her lips be on gloss, buns be on tossed
Vault in the bedroom she safe and she cost
One of one fabric different kind of cloth
Count up the wins remember the lost
Hair on ya face don't make ya a boss
Seen I bounced back show you the ropes
Knowin a lil spanish got me in the drop
I like quiet money miss me with the drop



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Writer(s): Anthony Williams
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