Slow It Down

We come through throbbing like thunder storms Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms 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 they pom-poms Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons Hodgy Beats is like limp 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 make California Vietnam And I'm going to embalm my creativity Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this shit I'm on Turn it up, where's the bass? Bring the keys, yeah Turn it up, where's the bass? Bring the keys, oh my God Turn it up nigga, where's the bass? Could you bring the keys? Yeah Turn it up, nigga where's the bass? Drop the drums Pink chinchilla, something like thrilla My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda 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-cat fish loves his tuna I never use a fork I always spoon her Go nuts, instrumental flow much European model white bitch is eating donuts Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch Making shit come like I'm go-go gadget I'm mental, it's instrumental Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils Turn it up, where's the bass? Bring the keys, yeah Turn it up, where's the bass? Bring the keys, oh my God Turn it up nigga, where's the bass? Could you bring the keys? Yeah Turn it up, nigga where's the bass? Drop the drums Yo, bubble gum that Reese's Pieces You fail at life, I'll mug your teachers I've got Muslims calling on Jesus I fucked Kelly, where is Regis? Found Alicia, now she keyless Cold as ice, and now I'm creamless Murdered every bod from my squad So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so prestigious