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Slo-mo

 

Slo-mo


Hey, babe
Look, I'm not gonna make it tonight
I'm so sorry

Yeah, slo-mo
Shawty bitch
Shawty does it solo
Ooh 18 plus only photos
Of course, she's pulling me off course
And I'm all lost
And I'm all lost
Photos
She just posed like a bitch in the photos
We both high on drugs of all sorts
And I'm not feeling right
I'm done almost
Done almost (almost)

I do fast rides through city at night (uhuh, I'm for it)
Late night bling raw
With your girl in the club
We're not sorry
Bombay drinks, right
In the mix with that Henny on a bottle
My scent boss bottled
These hoes they just want to get more of it

Text him, tell him no
You're not going home
Boys, we come and go (ohh)
We're delaying it for long
See, all your friends are on board with it
I'm not telling anyone if you're ordering it
Two hennys bottles, tell them all keep bringing
I'll buy her dior bag, her friends gonna dig it

Yeah, slo-mo
Shawty bitch
Shawty does it solo
Ooh 18 plus only photos
Of course, she's pulling me off course
And I'm all lost
And I'm all lost
Photos
She just posed like a bitch in the photos
We both high on drugs of all sorts
And I'm not feeling right
I'm done almost
Done almost

Who knows (ah)
Later there
Then who knows where we at
Got two hoes and this check
We about to make this house a wreck
Two boys in uniforms, they wait
Refill my Jack
Her man be lone at home
He doesn't know where she laying at

Text him, tell him no
You're not going home (ohh)
Boys, we come and go
We're delaying it for long
See, all your friends are on board with it
I'm not telling anyone if you're ordering it
Two hennys bottles, tell them all keep bringing
I'll buy her dior bag, her friends gonna dig it

Yeah, slo-mo
Shawty bitch
Shawty does it solo
Ooh 18 plus only photos
Of course, she's pulling me off course
And I'm all lost
And I'm all lost
Photos
She just posed like a bitch in the photos
We both high on drugs of all sorts
And I'm not feeling right
I'm done almost
Done almost (almost)

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