Из альбома: Nickel & Dimed

World moving fast, now you’re spinning like the globe
No codeine in my cup but I’m still moving slow
Niggas live and day for that fast life grand prix
I’m just rolling down Packard on my way to Ypsilanti
South side, what up?
Ok, I’m shooting this move through Kindle
Then I’m scooping up my late T No plans, we just cruise, I decelerate speed
Ok, we moving one mile an hour, Will and Jazzy
Jeff just passed us, on the road, slow, women for sure
Here we cut cold like oh Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Let it go Let it go Let it go Let it go Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Let it go Let it go Let it go Let it go Take it slow, baby
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Different strokes, lady
Different strokes
Different strokes
Different strokes
Different strokes
Yeah, 'cause nothing comes from racing
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Take it slow
Shit don’t come from racing, yeah
Let it go Let it go Let it go Let it go Riding slow swerve
Riding slow swerve
Before I go, I go, I go away
I’m just gone

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