Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Movin' Slow, artist - Trae Tha Truth. Album song Slow, Loud and Bangin', Vol. 1, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 17.01.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle, Trae Tha Truth
Song language: English
Movin' Slow |
What’s up 3rd Coast, this that boy Southside |
Putting it down, with them S.L.A.B. |
soldiers |
AB, Lil B, Jay’Ton what it do |
Moving slow up the block, bitches gon bop |
We Slow Loud And Bangin, and we can’t be stopped |
Sideways in a drop, niggas gon knock |
We Slow Loud And Bangin, and we can’t be stopped |
My buzz humble, bitches so thoed |
Lisa, Michelle, Kiesha, Rochelle |
Freak hoes hair poles, off the chain on the down low |
Lee-Lee or Lea, oh my they so fly |
From the Southwest to the Dead End, we hopping out and we looking thoed |
Platinum FUBU to Kenan Cole, looking at my ears might get you cold |
We trend setters on a thoed letter, with paint wetter than the rainy weather |
But I’m still gon shine like sunny weather, see me and my click gon stay |
together |
Put your guards up everytime we plex, better take your time I’m quick to snap |
necks |
Got a nigga named Keen that like to pack techs, got a hoe named Tina that like |
to have sex |
Got a big ass right that like to swell jaws, trunk fly fifth fall |
Run a nigga head right through the wall, with fo' 18's beating up the law |
Ain’t shit changed we still bang, off the chain when I’m in the turning lane |
With a long ass ice still piece and chain, like a tight bald fade we against |
the grain |
Like my nigga named Moe we wreck the shop, with Rob and Cill sitting in a drop |
With Big Toon at the expo, Pee-Wee Reggoe still swanging 4's |
Sticking out my 'bows on the boulevard, talking down on us might get you scarred |
Fly pass all bops in foreign car, got a nigga named 2 that’ll buy the bar |
Cause we ball in the mix steady turning heads, still gon be clean blue black or |
red |
With a bad ass bitch trying to give me head, but ain’t none of these hoes gon |
get my bread |
(*Aaliyah*) |
I like it, you get ready for this thang |
For this thang, get ready for this thang |
Get ready for this thang, this thang this thang |
I don’t think you’re ready, for this thang |
(*Aaliyah*) |
Passion instance, sweat beads feel me |
Cupid’s shot me, my heart beat’s racing |
Tempt me try me, feels so exciting |
Thought of highly, it’s yours got me |
I’m not stopping I’m moving, swanging 'bows and I’m grooving |
When I crawl the block and drop the top setting up shop, the hoes bop nigga |
they drew me |
I’m pulling these hoes on a paper tolls, or a add by the woods take her to the |
Mo' |
Lil B got slow weed you could blow, twenty yeah on my wrist and it’s full of |
snow |
I’m balling out of control with Kenan Cole, so much ice on my body I’m freezing |
foes |
Lil B is who I am I’m crawling slow, with the trunk wide open while the neon |
glow |
I know you boys wanna try to be like me, sideways in a drop with the a. |
c |
A G is who I be and I just can’t stop, crawling with the Lil' Boy watch the |
boppers bop |
Slow it down Screw it cause I’m from H-Town, body rock the block because you |
know it’s going down |
Me and Trae pulling up looking clean on the scene, chunking deuces to partnas |
and knocking hoes off clean |
South Klique the team and we don’t live by the rules, if a nigga get to plexing |
we’ll pull out a tool |
Get rude nigga we ain’t taking shit, on a mission for riches still balling in |
the mix |
(*Aaliyah*) |
Do you wanna, roll with me |
We can go to clubs, and dance |
Just take into my hand, do you wanna roll with me |
We can be like Bonnie and Clyde, be by your side |
I’m more than a lover, more than a woman |
More than a lover |
We Slow Loud And Bangin, and we can’t be stopped — 3x |