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It's my boy Max on another beat Woo yeah, yeah, yeah oh Roll another one, light another big Pour me another glass, call up another bitch Whole 'nother stratosphere, shit a catastrophe When I fuck she look back at me Max that dick put it back in there (put it back) Charter the fucking jet Trips out to California It's cheaper to keep her Don't hit that bitch with no alimony Bigga's a mega don Diamond and leather on Niggas is a Nefertiti Harlem's a Lebanon Slow down baby yeah Go down baby Got a fight for my loving like a showdown baby Peep the wrist, it's a 100 Gs My niggas be pumping keys Investing in drug money In various companies The bitches, they barely ate it Screaming how dare he is My wife always tell me, we got to keep up appearances Shit started eating clean (clean) Plenty calisthenics She leaking from the beaten Call up the paramedics (Slow down) yeah (Slow down) damn baby (You better slow down) (take your time) You better slow it down (slow down, slow down, you better slow down) (Slow your ass down) Roll up a piece and blow it down (slow down, slow down, you better slow down) (Yeah 55) Baby it's going down Ghetto niggas turn superstars When we step up inside the club The bitches know who we are Diamonds and finer silk Tailored in plain linen I'll commit suicide before I commit to women Still on the streets Caught a mill on the piece Got an arm full of ice Only charge 'em a slice Taking care of her mother She live in fear of our brother Fuck with various lovers Don't care if they wear a rubber (they don't care) Live a life full of violence Every night, hear the sirens The doctor told her she pregnant She contracted the virus But that don't stop us she still rip Still in the club they compliment Her with drinks motherfuckers They'll still tip Vagina was tainted (tainted) Tonight I was famous I know some bitches that love you They want you to get acquainted I know the ways of the world They don't take long to get acclimated (they don't take long) Sign up for triple play Go get your phone and activate it (Slow down) yeah (Slow down) damn baby (You better slow down) (take your time) You better slow it down (slow down, slow down, you better slow down) (Slow your ass down) Roll up a piece and blow it down (slow down, slow down, you better slow down) (Yeah 55) Baby it's going down
Writer(s): John Deacon, Freddie Mercury, Charly Wingate Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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