Southside, S.L.A.B., A.B. - Movin Slow lyrics

What's up 3rd Coast, this that boy Southside
Putting it down, with them SLAB 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

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

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 ac
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

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