Blended Babies, Anderson .Paak, King Chip - So Slow lyrics
[Blended Babies, Anderson .Paak, King Chip - So Slow lyrics]
My old Chevy movin' so slow
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Don't leave no hair up on my sport's coat
Young nigga with an old soul
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Bitch, don't leave no hair up
On my sport's coat
I told a mama make these niggas pay the fair
Have some money leftover when
Ya done paying me
I'm Pimp Chip something like a Pimp C
I'm out here grippin' and whippin' on wood
And ain't no way I couldn't be, bitch
I'm cold up
Pulled up to the Chevron in my Chevy
Tell a bitch to hop out, pump the gas
She was ready my other stallion hopped out
They hit the store
I rolled the window down, said "Grab
Some backwood", she said "I know, oh"
Stupid ass nigga, I'm out here
Brought the fucking doll
I pull up in the and take your bitch
Don't care what the fuck you ball
Stupid ass nigga, I'm out here
Brought the fucking doll
My 72 Impala, got some hallow
What you're hallowin' 'bout?
My old Chevy movin' so slow
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Don't leave no hair up on my sport's coat
Young nigga with an old soul
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Bitch, don't leave no hair up
On my sport's coat
Young nigga, fresh into some bitch
My white hoe, got a nose in the fun dip
Talk slick
Something that she never get to hear
She talk shit
It's only with that other nigga
Ride around, speed slow, these
Bitches stand hard
Said, "P, do you ever love 'em?" (Hell, no)
Nowadays can't trust, these hoes (No)
Ol' stupid ass nigga I'm out here
What the fuck you think these
Hoes be poppin' that
'P' like it's the cure for pancreas disease
(woah) ol' stupid ass nigga
I'm out here what the fuck you think
I'll turn a basic bitch
Into a motherfucking MVP
My old Chevy movin' so slow
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Don't leave no hair up on my sport's coat
Young nigga with an old soul
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Bitch, don't leave no hair up
On my sport's coat
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Don't leave no hair up on my sport's coat
Young nigga with an old soul
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Bitch, don't leave no hair up
On my sport's coat
I told a mama make these niggas pay the fair
Have some money leftover when
Ya done paying me
I'm Pimp Chip something like a Pimp C
I'm out here grippin' and whippin' on wood
And ain't no way I couldn't be, bitch
I'm cold up
Pulled up to the Chevron in my Chevy
Tell a bitch to hop out, pump the gas
She was ready my other stallion hopped out
They hit the store
I rolled the window down, said "Grab
Some backwood", she said "I know, oh"
Stupid ass nigga, I'm out here
Brought the fucking doll
I pull up in the and take your bitch
Don't care what the fuck you ball
Stupid ass nigga, I'm out here
Brought the fucking doll
My 72 Impala, got some hallow
What you're hallowin' 'bout?
My old Chevy movin' so slow
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Don't leave no hair up on my sport's coat
Young nigga with an old soul
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Bitch, don't leave no hair up
On my sport's coat
Young nigga, fresh into some bitch
My white hoe, got a nose in the fun dip
Talk slick
Something that she never get to hear
She talk shit
It's only with that other nigga
Ride around, speed slow, these
Bitches stand hard
Said, "P, do you ever love 'em?" (Hell, no)
Nowadays can't trust, these hoes (No)
Ol' stupid ass nigga I'm out here
What the fuck you think these
Hoes be poppin' that
'P' like it's the cure for pancreas disease
(woah) ol' stupid ass nigga
I'm out here what the fuck you think
I'll turn a basic bitch
Into a motherfucking MVP
My old Chevy movin' so slow
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Don't leave no hair up on my sport's coat
Young nigga with an old soul
But my mind still spinnin' off of coco
Don't let a nigga get his money right
Bitch, don't leave no hair up
On my sport's coat
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