Slow Motion 2 Intro Lyrics - Singles - Jarren Benton

Yah, they be like Jarren! 

Where the fuck you've been, dawg? 

I'm back nigga, K-K-Kato on the track bitch 

Slow Motion, this is Volume 2 

A pussy nigga what we calling you 

My pockets right, let's hit a mall or two 

Ayy me and flick will drink up all the goose 

The bitches show love to all the crew 

I rap to get dough, that's all I do 

Aye middle finger up to all of you! 

Aye Jarren what happened to Funk Volume? 

Holy Christ Jesus Cliff Huxtable 

Drunk enough a fat bitch is fuckable 

Flashy nigga all my sneakers colorful 

Nigga shooting outta BMW 

Still stepping out in my Adidas 

1800 in my margarita 

She gon' let me give her throat a fetus 

Imma go to sleep and she gon' roll the reefer 

Told you I'm not a human nigga 

They watchin us just like the Truman niggas 

Brass knuckles I would ruin niggas 

I snapped the neck of fucking two gorillas 

All this pussy feeling too familiar 

Oh that's right, that's Kato's mom 

Ya'll just talking, ya'll don't spray those guns 

I eat a rapper like a bagel bun 

These bitches thinking imma ice they wrist 

Cause I love they ass and really like they tits 

Who gased these bitches like they nitrous 

Oxide, one night the bitch 

The future's here, we got the microchips 

Hey really soon I might strike it rich 

Hey life's a bitch 

And her sister's a cunt 

And any second bitch I might just flip 

All this liquor got me feeling woozy 

She got lick my dick and fucking hoack a loogie 

I'll pull the knife and fucking drop the toolie 

Illess nigga of the top loose-leaf 

Fuck cancer, send a prayer to Boosie 

Groupies let me get that oochie koochie 

I'll kill a bitch and my dick gets cooties 

A group of moolies bout to spray the uzi! 

Fuck you Kato 

All of you talking shit man 

Appreciate y'all staying patient 

Slow Motion 2! 

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Yeah 

Now I bought a ferragamo belt 

I love the way marijuana smell 

These dirty bitches let you run a train 

I call that lil bitch the monorail 

Niggas can't duck 100 shells 

This that dope that don't sit on a scale 

If you niggas really whip the colt 

Put 100k up for the bail 

Never used a fucking ghost writer 

Every fucking word I wrote is fire 

You ain't hotter than a broke lighter 

Tell that bitch to ride it like a low-rider 

In this bitch I'm figting vices nigga 

Pray for Paris fighting ISIS niggas 

It ain't even safe up in a church 

I might stick a knife in niggas 

Used to sip a little syrup 

But niggas keep turning up dead 

They like you niggas is junkies 

They agenda go over your head 

Yeah 

Love it when niggas just dancing in dumb 

Question the world keep your hand on your gun 

This is that brand new Slow Motion nigga 

Volume 2 signing out, I am done 

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