Slow Spinnin'

CHORUS Slow (slow) Spinnin' No (no) Guarantees I’mma be ending up in my Own (own) crib this evening I wanted to hit the road So I’ll get good sleep in I know that I’m far too gone So till then I’ll just be Slow (slow) Spinnin' No (no) Guarantees I’mma be ending up in my Own (own) crib this evening I wanted to hit the road So I’ll get good sleep in I know that I’m far too gone So till then VERSE 1 It’s been a long week Finna hit that happY hour Rollin' to the bar quick Get that Amaretto sour Three sips, four sips He part his lips like its forceps Bar pouring drinks like its faucets And he throwing tips like its costless Got a little wealth cuz he paid now Bought top shelf he be laid out He can’t stay up so he stay south He just gave up so he face down Got a eight ounce in his pockets But he can’t bounce, legs won't move He making out in the darkness With a brick house who just left her dude Woah-- Get some Aquafina take a seat and put your feet up The chica from before she say really want meet up She give you all her info when she roll you thinking She was sounding sexy as she look you call her onomatopoeia Now you try to dip so you decide that it’s ya last one You tell your clique that you’ll be fine and put your glass up (Take a) Take another Hennessy w/ lime but you is not drunk So you finna do it one more time they call you daft punk CHORUS VERSE 2 He act like life is a pipe That you should smoke til you die They call him Sean Paul He always thinking just gimme the light He end up sparking up in the parking lot 'Til he spot a cop then he smarten up Too drunk to be starting stuff But he out of luck tryna find the truck Finally grab his whip and then he stumble as he finna get in Got double vision like he got a bad astigmatism Riding home He getting tired Eyes are low Drive a hundred miles Grab the phone Start to dial Say hello He can hear the smile like "Hey don’t you think you callin kinda late? Okay you need to stay with me but I ain’t at my place I’m drivin' down the interstate I won’t be home 'til eight Now wait somebody's brights is all up in my face!" [Screams] Boom You flying high right through the divider Just in time you catch her eyes the moment you colliding [Silence] Silence -- this wasn’t what you ever had in mind When you had whispered that tonight you decided to get inside her CHORUS