Текст песни Jane Blaze f Sauce Money - Slow Down
Jane Blaze f Sauce Money - Slow Down слова песни
[Jane Blaze]Uh-huhYo if I let you tell it, your rhyme style safe enough to sell itBut your weak flows, make me the bomb relicRap with Magnums like Tom SelleckSpray a pumpkin, they don`t call me Jane Blaze for nuthinNow save your bluffin for one of them model chicksDroppin our modest hit, to prove I`m the hottest bitchGo all-out like an Islamic clique, I`m onsome Jeffrey Dahmer uncut drama, like when a llama spitRelease hammers to protect my trophies and bannersTo be as nice as me, need a whole lot of mannersUnadulterated grammar, femenine stashIn layman terms, mean I`m swimmin in cashBaby got back, means I`m winnin in assGot cameras with no bulbs, lookin to flashSo when I breeze through with more metal than R2-D2and see you on the low like the D`s do, say cheese booChorus: Sauce Money (repeat 2X)Get dough now, all about stacks of cakeand flow now, if it`s hot like Jane, let it go nowStill movin with speed, when you Slow Downnuttin left to do but blow now[Jane Blaze]Yo I got somethin that`ll split your coconutI know what you hopin but, Jane remains raw like an open cutI ain`t no New York floozieLet every baller walk through me, suck a dick just to talk GucciCould care less about his 600I focus on tricks who fronted, that track shoes, bitch run itMy words slaughter, rap`s preferred daughterGo on a spurt like the Bulls in the third quarterGot niggaz masturbatin every day thoughHopin I`ll move my tongue around they head in a circle like a haloNow get closer, cause in a minute baby it`s overI come off at the clothes like strip poker (strip poker)You just let a chick smoke ya (chick smoke ya) what`s my name?Blid-aze (Blid-aze), point blank range, I`ll make ya brains Swayze(Your brains Swayze) Yo weak poets, wanna test me or what?Shit on they click so sick and still be sexy as fuckChorus[Jane Blaze]I keeps it real cuz, you know Jane name is still buzzSuga what? I disinfect tracks and kill cutsI`m live type, lot of cats front likethey like to prizefight, I settled the beef with five micsPlay your hand right, I`m trump tight, slip upget lumped up, see me when the guild points the bums upCD come with a Phillie in it (word?) witty fillieand silly widdit while you sound like Milli Vanilli did itPity you pitted your weak flows against minesSince mines sound fifty times better, ten timesVisualize my speech, get a glimpse of the rhymeDrop a hit with a shine, y`all know it`s timeRap`s my duty, platinum acts better know I couldCLAP a cutie, or just kill him with natural beauty (beauty)Who you trustin? The one who gets strong burnsfrom dustin MC`s, or the one who gets strong burns from pussinChorus 2X[Jane Blaze]Blow now..Slow down.. prestigeSauce Money here, my nuckaJane Bond, what?Q-UMy clickDouble oh-dimesI`ll be dereYo, slow down babyI don`t think they ready for this