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Riding Slow Lyrics - Dead Presidents 2 - Jae Millz

I'm ridin slow, I'm ridin slow 

Millzie! 

I'm ridin slow, I'm ridin slow 

Yo, yo 

Light it 

I'm ridin slow, I'm ridin slow 

Let me get Louie gang bang for this one baby 

I'm ridin slow 

Check me out 

 

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Money on my mind, so much money on my mind 

This brilliant brain of mine probly printed with dollar signs 

And please don't compare these other suckers lines to mine 

Cuz I'm killin my whole class. Forgive me Columbine 

Line from the bottom of the gutta 

My steerin wheel leather, my pistol grip rubber 

No detective but I'm probly up in New York undercover 

On some molly with some dotties, you're telling her that I love her 

Rolling like Gunplay up in this motherfucker 

And we all bout that Gunplay up in this motherfucker 

My team like none other, my weed funny color 

Harlem hustler cop coupes and tear the roof off like Busta 

Til they rup me in my grave I'm screamin death to all suckas 

You's niggas ain't been through shit 

I've dealted tougher than my mother 

Burned down, so much loud 

It's like my address is the clouds 

Ridin slow, creepin on a comeup bitch, bone style 

 

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I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

My system hot, my cap low 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

My car kushed out, watch it flow (watch me flow) 

I'm ridin slow (I'm ridin slow) 

Slow, slow 

I'm ridin slow (I'm ridin slow) 

Slow, slow 

I'm ridin slow (I'm ridin slow) 

Slow, slow 

My car kushed out, watch it flow (watch me flow) 

 

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Money on my mind, so much money on my mind 

This brilliant brain of mine probly printed with dollar signs 

I done seen hustlers burn bread, get wrapped, turn fed 

Lil niggas get popped not knowing, it ain't they turn yet 

Speedy doing too much, get screwed up 

This loaded black powder, lay yo ass down 

Dead presidents - make that 

Don't ever mistake that 

True love - you can't break that 

Get rode on, race tracks 

Nigga fix yo brake pads 

Don't worry where Jae at 

I'm Harlem like A Fav 

Ride and bumpin ASAP 

Split the dutch ASAP 

Roll that up ASAP 

My barrel bout that audit ah 

You don't wanna face that 

Yo girl jumped in my car late 

Laid on my kids and where her face at? 

Boy I'm killin shit, here's the evidence, where yo trace at? 

RIP PRP's, her match dope with waist at 

I know first place is near the mountain top, I could taste that 

 

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I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

My system hot, my cap low 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

My car kushed out, watch it flow (watch me flow) 

I'm ridin slow (I'm ridin slow) 

Slow, slow 

I'm ridin slow (I'm ridin slow) 

Slow, slow 

I'm ridin slow (I'm ridin slow) 

Slow, slow 

My car kushed out, watch it flow (watch me flow) 

I'm ridin slow, ridin slow 

 

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Smoke something bitch 

Smoke something 

Smoke something bitch 

Smoke something 

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