[Intro] 'Cause I would blow off your ass Juicy J is on the track
[Bridge] Three for 6 Mafia, mafia Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow, slow, down, slow down Three for 6 Mafia, mafia (Mafia!) Slow down, slow down (hey) Slow down, slow, slow, down, slow down Three for 6 Mafia
[Verse 1] Paid off my dues, and that made me a boss I ain't trippin' over shit that I've lost Pick me a bag up Shit on these niggas, I still know how to piss 'em off I'm highly intoxicated And, I've been that way, I ain't change from the start Making them hits, and I'm still on the charts I'm still on fire, and you need a spark I got a driver, I don't gotta park Got me an agent, I don't gotta talk If I hit the bank, I can empty it out Still got some M's left in my account Just like Drizzy and 2 Chainz, nigga I got a big amount She want some real nigga dick in her mouth Just like a hoe, I be dicking her out I'm 'bout to get me some dough And slow bucks, is better than no bucks I'm 'bout to pour me a four Niggas can't catch me, even when I'm slowed up Like an old school, I roll up I can smoke a cutie, with my balls up That ice on me like Sub-Zero Nigga, I stay froze up Don't watch me, better watch your bitch I sold a hoe, when she chose up More faces, Taylor Gang And you already know what's up You don't want no smoke with us Big choppers, they loaded up GO, my young nigga, on a money block, keep posted up
[Bridge] Three for 6 Mafia, mafia Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow, slow, down, slow down I was gon' talk some shit, right here But fuck it, I'm going back in Three for 6 Mafia
[Verse 2] Got me a plug, he know what I need Movin' and jugglin', servin' them P's I got a bitch in the trap No, she don't pray, but she like to get on her knees You know a nigga got needs I make her bag up the weed If she try steal it, I kill her Bitch, don't you try to play me Yeah, take me a day, put some wax in the weed I know some niggas, that will wreck you for free Take you out your misery, in sleep Just so they could say, they did it for me I got the Gat from the government Murder and steal everything that you see Crooked cops, can suck a cock Killin' niggas, and they get away free I do whatever I want, and you do whatever your told to do You gotta stay in your place, and me I'm just uncontrollable I got the milles, on millies, on millies and meet 'cause that's what I'm 'posed to do I get that work from the plug And you get shit, from that nigga I sold it to Bitch niggas take, when they can't get no money That's only some shit, these hoes would do Give me what's mine it's overdue I got some money, that's as old as you I might pull up in the Bentley, and hop in the 'rari With Rocky, you know it's true Got some racks on me now You call it green, my nigga you know it's blue Young niggas, lie to these bitches so much That, I don't think you niggas know the truth I be so highly intoxicated, that I probably won't even notice you
[Outro] Three for 6 Mafia, mafia Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow, slow, down, slow downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
