(feat. Frankie J)
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[Chorus:]
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Slow it down
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If i could go back i would slow it down
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If i could turn back i would slow it down
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If i could go back i would do it again
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Do it again
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Do, do, do it again
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Ooaaahh
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[Verse 1:]
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Ain't got no time for no bullshit
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Gotta make moves quick
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If you snooze then you lose it
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Lay you down like my cheverlet
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After a day of play
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After i juice it
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Get stupid
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Hit the corner crooked
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Don't remember how i took it
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Don't remember how i made it
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I remember being faded
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Remember when i had more than anticipated
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Got intoxicated
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I almost got incarcirated
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Put my petal to the metal
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Hear me screechin' down the pavement
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I'm messy lil rob
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And i'm back up on the block
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In a rag top with a back drop not knowin' when to stop
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So i'ma keep on rollin' till the wheels are fallin' off
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And it might get a little crazy but nobody call the cops
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We got it under control
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We're on a gangsta stroll
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Watchin' out for the pigs on patrol
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Cuz my homboys on parole
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My little homboys on probation
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Still gots a chance to change his life
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But right now its incarciration that he's facin'
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[Chorus:]
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Slow it down
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If i could go back i would slow it down
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If i could turn back i would slow it down
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If i could go back i would do it again
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Do it again
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Do, do, do it again
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Ooaaahh
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[Verse 2:]
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See homboy vato down the block
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He told me vato got shot
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In the parking lot of the taco shop
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The towns been hot
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Been full of cops
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Been full of blacas
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I told them i don't really understand it homie
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Bumpin' this is for la raza
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Hit the switch like this
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Its your big end of the street
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Where i keep my cuete under my seat
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Where i keep on the creep
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Where we go to the grave with the secrets we keep
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And i'ma always keep my word so that i'm able to sleep
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I'm bumpin' the beat when i heard her body talkin' to me
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I like what its sayin' and i love what i see
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You're comin' with me
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Her body's cold and comfortable the whole
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So magicly now she's sittin' in my passenger seat
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We got it under control
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We rollin' low
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It's so slow i
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Hit the land yo and live my life in slow mo
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If i could do this one more
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Time again just tell me when so i can do it again
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[Chorus:]
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Slow it down
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If i could go back i would slow it down
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If i could turn back i would slow it down
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If i could go back i would do it again
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Do it again
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Do, do, do it again
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Ooaaahh
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[Verse 3:]
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See one of my homboys he's doin' good
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He started life over
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Another homboy not so good
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He slid now life's over
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He was supposed to be gettin' married
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In february
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Now he's in the coffin being carried at the cemetary
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Getting burried
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Take a hit of the joint and keep it cherry
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Cuz this shit is gettin' heavy
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Like the chevy on 5 twentys
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And that's pretty heavy
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Tryna make that pretty penny
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Where there's plenty
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And i'll be damned if i ain't makin' any
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Comin' out stronger than many
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Many bolder than most
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We get sick with it
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Sicker than my flows; fuckin' gross
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The products was where i was brought up
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It's the bomb like a feline
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Tag my name on a street sign
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Throwin' up the peace sign
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Lookin' for a feline
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That's bad enough to be mine
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Fuck ya homboy; she fine
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So we gon' keep on rollin'
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Even if i don't know where i'm goin'
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[Chorus:]
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Slow it down
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If i could go back i would slow it down
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If i could turn back i would slow it down
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If i could go back i would do it again
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Do it again
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Do, do, do it again
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Ooaaahh
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Slow It Down
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Lil' Rob |