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• Artiste: Slim Thug
• Titre: It's Goin Down
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Featuring Quinn and Chalie Boy Prod by June James (Chorus) No paint on the wheel, got the seat laid back Watch me drop the top I start flippin foes, let the foes burn rubber As I pull up to the parkin lot It’s goin down (they already know) It’s goin down (and you know it’s goin down) (they already know) It’s goin down (Verse) I woke up early, jumped in that buzz Start flippin foes, let the foes burn rubber I swung and I swang, watch me swing wide 80 foes pockin, I up them bow ties I just got paid, let the pop trunk wait Head pockin out of the Buick the same Just to show the fresh boss fake cuz I’m real The domina woman sittin pretty on the grill How that came down I came through and candy ridda may be blue An office boss shot the deuce In an old school that looked like new Hold up, let me slow it down real quick Cuz I got that feeling like when you get a lick It’s goin down and you know it’s goin down The sun shinin, it’s a good day in H Town Po’ up a muddy cup for that Scroo and Pimp C We on the side, ain’t no other place I’d rather be (Chorus) No paint on the wheel, got the seat laid back Watch me drop the top I start flippin foes, let the foes burn rubber As I pull up to the parkin lot It’s goin down (they already know) It’s goin down (and you know it’s goin down) (they already know) It’s goin down (Verse) I know you see me ridin comin down Trunk waving like the ocean with the 5th recline When we pull up everybody lookin, turn around And start Instagramin pictures of they red line Soft butter, letter smoother than a baby ass Muddy red flash clear, here getting cash 200 on the dash, but I ain’t movin fast Slow motion on them 10’s when I pass, button glass baby (Verse) It’s goin down in H Town The street’s full of toys, lookin like a playground Ridin round that note, flippin through hoods From the acres home all the way to city goods Still rollin, pullin up holdin Slap outside on them foes and they golden boy Yea, and my bitch flawless 75 dropped out, I’m on some boss ho shit (Chorus) No paint on the wheel, got the seat laid back Watch me drop the top I start flippin foes, let the foes burn rubber As I pull up to the parkin lot It’s goin down (they already know) It’s goin down (and you know it’s goin down) (they already know) It’s goin down