Rich Rocka - Slow Me Down lyrics

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Feat. Dr. Hollywood

(Hook)

I got rollies deeped in rose

Nobody here can sue me, down

I’m swimin’ in that inni lake

I’m floatin’ on those cookies sike

[Who are you? X 2

Nobody here can sue me, down] x 2

(Verse)

Bandana, tight round my head

Like rest in peace Jimmy Hintrest

Your wify and all of your mentors

Let just treat, there’s none of my business

I’m just rappin’ bout what I’m livin’

Baby pass me that plastic cup and fill it up

We’re here to sit privilege

I’m ‘bout to kill this cookies, no witness

Back to the fase, to the base

Her ex man move at the different pas

I’m fast like I try to win a race

This fast life she wanna get a taste

Straight shot baby, won’t give a chance

Diamonds does it, I like dousing, she got replace

I backed up, she ain’t like the space

I’m out and stay, doin’ shit, I can’t do back home like cunter play

Over a chicken to stay, while I’m here late

Gotta show ‘em that I’m kinda late

If it’s no diamond I’m find to hit

Or we can just fuck, we ain’t got to date

Rook a red eye to the golden state

Just laid up, I got time to wait

(Hook)

(Verse)

I feel like I’m gonna quit lose

So low Mally on that rose

Cause for hat week since day 2

From the day 2, gotta wist from that eye

Let her blow on my dice

Quick trade, treat ‘em gotta way lot of ice

Every day got a price

Move the office for tonight

Smokin dope in my office

Music so loud that you can't hear the conference

iPhone full of offers

Could you see a nigga from the hood gettin rich like a golfer?

Showty bad for the stocker

Cuz I heard she a talker, fuck that, boy I offer

Hundred bitch to a runner, gotta uk Jonny Walker, rick Waka

Fuck your bitch all summer,

Lemonade on my Vodka, so rock no tuka

Smoke days like a roster, forty kils on my pants like a shot

Give a nigga shots like a doctor

(Verse)

Ain’t how you go from your boy to the rocker

To the hills from the blocka

Bug it to a ring to a banz and fuck a helicopter

Cuz I’mma fuck it show and stop her

In the black ass sail but I never put the top of

Get it high to a viber from that ay to the chopper

No shits like a weaper, no treas you ain’ ttrouble

Back wood, cookie crumble

In the set by the double, now I’mma sing in double

Put my watches to the dry on thumble

(Hook)