DOM KENNEDY, P-LO - Don’t rush lyrics

[DOM KENNEDY, P-LO - Don’t rush lyrics]

"Make a choice, you just decide
What's it's
Gonna be, who you're going to be
How you're going to do it, just
Decide, and then from that point
The universe is gon' get out your way"
Aye, aye, aye aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye
(P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back)
Aye, aye

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time
Nothing great happens rushed
Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time
Nothing great happens rushed

Aye, I just took my time, aye, uh
I ain't with the hype, aye
Get racks for this spitter with my guys, aye
I'm not nothin' nice, uh
Need my Jesus like a slice
Over time I get better like I'm wine, uh
Damn my bitch too fine
Tell me somethin' that I don't know
Askin' why I got a pink phone
Bitch that's rose gold
Baby 21, eat the meet like she a
More racks then I don't go
Motherfuck that Volvo
I whip on them Royce, ain't no choice, aye
She say that I get her moist
I done rose up from the like I'm Illonios
Uh been the boy, I'm the man now, uh
Pillowtalkin, bitch that's man down
Came up from the dirt like the campground
Play tough, they just act now
I was in the background
Boppers with they ass out
Nothin' great happens from bein' rushed
Pay your mama's bill just for bein' nice

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time
Nothing great happens rushed
Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time
Nothing great happens rushed

Poppin' all that talk
All I gotta say is y'all corny
And my back hurt
Tell lil' baby come rub it for me
If you dance on me, baby take your time
Do it like it's mine
Play that bump and grind i got automatic
I can't fuck if she ain't fine
I got Bay Area ties
'til they close both eyelids
I ain't with the hype
We got it on the flight
Smokin' out in Paris, on tour, real life
Favorite route to try her jaw was open wide
When I walk in lookin' fly
But that ain't no surprise
I know this lil' scrape bad as fuck
She got the ass shots
But I'm the one that make her blush
I'ma get it early in the mornin'
Cap'n Crunch
Mac Dre lookin' down, smilin' on us
I'm feelin' myself roll the whole ocho
P-Lo in the club, uh dom in the club, uh
She might never come home

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time
Nothing great happens rushed
Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck
Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up
1999, back it up, back it up
I just took my time
Nothing great happens rushed

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