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    "(ha Ha) Slow Down" Lyrics

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    [Fat Joe]
    Ay , yo
    It took A. Keys and Jay-Z to get this city poppin' now
    Rob Base, Snoop Dogg to get it rockin' now
    Big money talkin', Mayweather - Paquiao
    Gucci soft up 'cause he can't hard top it now
    Now what you boys got a death wish?
    I beat a mothafucka uglier than Precious
    Real nigga, you can find me where the X is
    Whippin' in the kitchen, both hands ambidextrous
    Recession got the hood pushin' more than time clocks
    So I dropped a hundred in the streets I don't buy stocks
    Tell a little mothafucka get his shine pa
    Good fellas hood fellas livin' on my block
    Nigga got a problem, I solve 'em (Solve 'em)
    A couple key's yes nigga we'll rob 'em (Rob 'em)
    Got tha 9 milli. in my pants, case you niggas wanna dance
    Leave a mothafucka shakin' like Harlem (Harlem)

    [Young Jeezy]
    I said we came in this bitch tonight to murder things
    We gonna leave this bitch tonight a murder scene
    In black from head to toe we murder clean
    Do you know the name of the click that murder teams
    What's up?
    [Fat Joe]
    (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
    (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
    (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em
    (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em

    [Young Jeezy]
    Always on that flow shit
    Jeezy Montana
    Cocaine capital
    That would be Atlanta
    One triple O where I'm from
    That's a homo
    Nigga catch ya slippin' where I'm from
    That's a no no
    Next up a homicide
    Ain't nobody seen shit
    Wake up to a homicide,
    Ain't nobody dreams to
    Welcome to the home of the
    Home invasion
    DEA like to raid,
    You might get your home raided
    Went up in it
    Like a halfback from the Raiders
    Bring a half mac
    Anything for that paper
    Two door Phantom
    Avatar blue though
    Parked outta space shit
    We call that bitch Pluto
    Grown livin' legend
    In the hood I'm a hero,
    On that minute fourteen
    Like a guitar hero
    Came a long way
    From that toilet bowl white though
    But I'ma be all right though


    [Fat Joe]
    Always on my hard shit, Joey Viagra
    Pull up make 'em car sick, abra kadabra
    Presto magic, Bugatti's on the scene
    Parties all around me like its Gotti on the scene
    Your money NBA NFL all legal
    My niggaz on the block goin' hard pumpin' diesel
    However do you want it
    Joe stay blunted
    I gets off but the hoe stay on it
    This is my 'castle' but it ain't 'white' though
    Ice so bright shit shine like a light show
    This my life yo go get yours bitch
    Ball till we fall till the drugs hit the ball pit
    Cocaine cowboys that's my thing
    Do it for my niggaz locked down in the bing in the state
    In the Fed pen my name rings
    I don't need your respect the streets crowned me king

    • submitted on August 4th, 2010
    • written by Joseph Cartagena, Romeo Beresford, Jay Jenkins, Elijah Molina, Hector Ruben Delgado, Caron Wheeler, Simon Law, Paul Andrew Hooper
    • copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc., Sony/atv Music Publishing Llc

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