Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slow Ya Roll, artist - Young Buck. Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Slow Ya Roll |
| Heyyyy! |
| I gotta slow down |
| I said we gotta slow down |
| Let me take you back to high school, ninety-fo' |
| When at least when a nigga had time to go |
| Walk to the bus stop, sellin rocks on the way |
| Lil' bad motherfucker with a pocket full of yay |
| Fell in love with a shorty that was bad |
| I would go and skip class just so I could see that ass |
| But she was too fast, and I was too slow |
| Cause she wanted a nigga who already had dough |
| She found her a man who was like twenty-fo' |
| But what she didn’t know that he had plenty hoes |
| She was too young; |
| so now he got a new one |
| Cause shorty went and bought her a new gun |
| See when she catch this nigga she gon' do somethin |
| Not fight, but shorty gon' shoot somethin |
| But she never got a chance, a change of plans |
| Shot herself in the back puttin the gun in her pants |
| Live life young nigga, quit tryin to be grown |
| You gon' miss momma when she dead and gone |
| So slow your roll — slow it down my nigga |
| Slow your roll — slow down my nigga |
| Live life lil' mama, quit tryin to be grown |
| You gon' miss daddy when he dead and gone |
| So slow your roll — c’mon gotta slow down |
| Slow your roll — think you gotta slow down |
| I got a graveyard tatted on my arm |
| So I’ma just start with my uncle William Hahn |
| My momma only brother, he served in the Navy |
| He lost his life because the war made him crazy |
| My nephew Shannen, 15 years old |
| When I think how he died I get real cold |
| Cause they found him in a field with some crack stones |
| There was no flesh, it was just bones |
| I was just home, with my cousin Craig |
| And then I got a phone call said they found him dead |
| So what’s next, ain’t went to Bizz funeral yet |
| Instead of one casket I need two of them shits |
| It don’t quit, just when you think I’m seein better days |
| My auntie just find that she got AIDS |
| And it’s fucked up, cause her life don’t end |
| And she locked up, so she dyin in the pen', damn |
| This can’t be life, we’re living |
| Cause I don’t wanna live no more |
| I don’t wanna live no morrrrrre |
| This can’t be life, we’re living |
| Cause I don’t wanna live no more |
| I don’t wanna live no morrrrrre |
| This can’t be life we’re living |
| Cause I don’t want it no morrrrrre, no morrrrrre |
| This can’t be life we’re living |
| Cause I don’t want it no morrrrrre |
| No mooooooo-orrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre |