J.King DatWave - Slow Down

Ugh Ugh Come On
KnowDat
Yea I know this one chick yea I call her dumb broad
Lookin for them rappers n them niggas playin b ball
Uaint got no money she politely tell u fuck off
Prolly drunk enough she prolly take them draws off
Act like a prissy bitch really she a silly bitch
New chanel bag she gon let a new nigga hit
Ugh breast n ass shots she done had them all
She can buy alot that but she cant buy no walls
No bae in summer cuz she dump em in the winter
Getting gone when the money low she aint no beginner
Had a nigga whos a center had a nigga whos a running back
Had a trap nigga trap queen she aint none off that
Homie gotta Benz best believe she gon jump in that
Just to get attention and some likes on the Instagram
Round the way we call em high price whores
She aint got a nine to five but make ya paycheck hers
Baby u aint shit
Baby u aint shit
Prada this Prada that but u aint payin ya rent
Shawty you aint shit
Shawty you aint shit
Turn up in club wont take of ya kids
Baby you aint shit
Baby you aint shit
Claiming you a boss bitch but u aint payin for shit
Shawty you aint shawty you aint shit
Oh baby you aint shit
Oh baby you aint shit Slow Down
Let me move on to other chick called dumb broad two
Had her head on right used to work n go to school
But she always wanna do wat her girlfriend do
Every weekend she at onyx or the bar bamboo
I forgot she got a boo plus she live wit him too got a daughter
Thats three still she actin like she two
Claiming that her nigga to boring cuz he wanna stay home
Tryna turn up wit ballers cuz they pockets full grown
Have her nigga watch the baby sayin that she wit Mercedes
At her crib she at Marriot suite 180
With some V.I.P nigga said his pockets on fleek
Man work two jobs to put them Nolos on her feet.
That she rock to the club just to show a that nigga love
Tryna blame it on alcohol to let the nigga fuck huh
Shawty stuck up the party life
She don't wanna be nobody wife
Baby u aint shit
Baby u aint shit
Prada this Prada that but u aint payin ya rent
Shawty you aint shit
Shawty you aint shit
Turn up in club wont take of ya kids
Baby you aint shit
Baby you aint shit
Claiming you a boss bitch but u aint payin for shit
Shawty you aint shawty you aint shit
Oh baby you aint shit
Oh baby you aint shit Slow Down
Ugh slow down u in the fast lane
Attracted to nice cars n champagne
How u want a nigga in maybach n u came even buy a token for tha damn train
She want conservation more like down payment
Gotta get some new shoes gotta get her hair did ugh
Prolly know newest song in the club
If u ask the bitch cook she gonna u tell u nigga what
Wat u bringing to the table,what they gon so say next
Told the bitch I am table plus the dining room set
Mr. P.I.M.P yes Im straight vet
Known to rub a bitch off I aint talkin safe sex
Aint no chasing these broads im just chasing these checks
Let a nigga catch up they gon leave u in debt haha
And Im allergic to broke mean I'm allergic to you
When money come my way I tell her step jimmy choo cuz
Baby u aint shit
Baby u aint shit
Prada this Prada that but u aint payin ya rent
Shawty you aint shit
Shawty you aint shit
Turn up in club wont take of ya kids
Baby you aint shit
Baby you aint shit
Claiming you a boss bitch but u aint payin for shit
Shawty you aint shawty you aint shit
Oh baby you aint shit
Oh baby you aint shit Slow Down

Written by:
JONATHAN SMITH, WILLIAM SCOTT, TODD SHAW, MOSES BARRETT

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