Текст песни
Ace the Creator. OF. Hajibeads. Dropping. We come through throbbing like thunderstorms. Make the fiends get wet and funky up in They underarms. I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing Bombs. With the exclusive on the channel, Bitch, I know it's on. Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw their Pom-poms. Suck a dick, eat salon, Getting their nails done in salons. Hajibeads is like lip balm. If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and Tell your big moms. I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big Palms. Haters must be starving nowadays, I'm in Califo-you-vietnam. And I'm going to embalm my creativity into a CD-ROM so you can feel the shit, Uh-uh. We gon' slow it Turn it up. We gon' slow it down. Wet the bass. gon' slow it down. Bring keys. For you slow niggas. Turn it up. We gon' slow it down. Wet bass. slow it down. Bring For all you slow niggas. Oh my God. We slow it down. Turn it up. We gon' slow it Down. Turn it up. Slow it Wet the bass. Slow it down. Drop the drums. Pink chinchilla, something like Thriller. My T-shirt's a bathing, a bathing gorilla. You niggas all hype like you drink a cup Swimmer, but I ate the whole plate like a Fat bitch dinner. I'm never the winner, always the Loser. I don't choose to win, but I will Choose her. Her kitty catfish loves this tuna. I never use a fork, I always spoon her. Go nuts, instrumental flow much. European model white bitches eating donuts. Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch. Making shit come like I'm Go Go Gadget. I'm mental, this instrumental make you beat your Therapist ass for dental records. And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas With colored pencils. We gon' slow it Turn it up. We gon' slow it down. Wet the bass. slow it down. Bring the For all you slow niggas. Damn. We gon' slow it down. Turn it We gon' it down. Wet the slow it down. Bring For all you slow niggas. Oh my God. Slow Turn it up. We gon' slow it down. Wet gon' slow it down. Bring the keys. Damn. Slow Turn it up. Slow it Wet the bass. Slow it down. Drop the drums. Yo, bubblegum that Reese's Pieces. You fail at life, I mug your teachers. I got Muslims calling on Jesus. I fuck Kelly, where is Regis? Found Alicia, now she keyless. Cold as ice and now I'm creamless. Murdered every vibe from my squad, so technically Now I'm teamless. OF is so prestigious. Uh, it, um, It's, It's not that hard, but, Well, for me it's not. OFM. Banging on your FM. Ace Creator. Haji. Yes.
Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy Beats — Slow It Down (feat. Hodgy Beats)
«Slow It Down (feat. Hodgy Beats)» — Tyler, The Creator, Hodgy Beats. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:08. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
