| A SLMDNKASR production
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| Uh, G*59
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| Oddy Nuff da $now Leopard
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| Ayy, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Live fast, die young, bitch, I’m coasting
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| Sip gas, fire tongue, bitch, I’m boasting
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| Grip ass, light blunts, bitch, I’m loc’ing
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| Open up your motherfucking mind, bitch
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| Out of the box, experimenting like a scientist
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| Scratching your head, I’ll make your motherfucking mind itch
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| Got a date to the apocalypse with a Mayan bitch
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| Told her, «hold up shawty, where the fucking weed?»
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| We got to roll up, shawty
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| Never leave without my OZ
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| Forty OZ’s in the O. E
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| Just another OG, lowkey motherfucker prone to nose bleeds
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| Hoe, please
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| All I need is more cheese
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| Better make it cheddar, bitch
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| I’m sharp like broke teeth
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| Now, hold these trophies, motherfucker
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| ($crimmy, work!)
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| Here’s a little story that I gots to tell
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| Couple grams of weed that I tried to sell
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| Girly hit me up, said she wants an eighth
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| I told her, «give me ten—and I’d be right at your place»
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| Pulled up at the condo, gave a knock on the door
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| What I seen next, it had me on the floor
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| She then replied, «Hey, $crim! |
| Surprise!»
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| Took my hands, and I rubbed my eyes
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| She said she’s out of money, got something for me
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| Opened her legs and showed me her pussy
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| I said, «Hold up, honey, I need my paper!»
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| Following that will be a blowjob later
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| Boujee ass girl, pulled out three twenties
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| Told her don’t ever, ever play with my money
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| Hit the front door like a fire exit
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| Then dirt scooped me up in the four-door Lexus
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| Went to the store, copped a few Phillies
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| Blew a few blunts, said, «Thank you, Miss Lilly»
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| Headed to the city where the good die young
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| Third coast, muddy water, West Bank coke snorters
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion
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| (Ya', Supa)
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| I got that potion that’ll put you in slow-mo
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| Take too much of this shit, and you’ll be saying, «I don’t want this no more!»
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| I just want to go home
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| Smoke dope and fucking zone
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| Airplane mode on my mobile phone
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| Copped a zone on a homegrown clones
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| Buy my bud from super hippies
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| Take some L and get super trippy
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| When I’m on a lot of drugs, swear to god, you ain’t fucking with me
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| The lights are simmering
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| The stars are shine
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| Wake back up the next morning
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| Get right back on my grind, 'cause I-
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| Pour the potion to slow the motion |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Slow Motion Potion , by - $uicideboy$. Song from the album KILL YOURSELF Part III: The Budd Dwyer Saga, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп