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Fred The Godson Slow Flow Lyrics

Last updated: 01/11/2013 04:59:30 PM

(Hook)
Slow flow, shot to death,
Till y’all cats know who’s best, Fred.
The flow beat higher than ditto
It’s Gordo Frederico.
Slow flow, shot to death,
Till y’all cats know who’s best, Fred.
The flow beat higher than ditto
It’s Gordo Frederico.

(Verse)
I’m checking D&V, know you’re wet painter
Throw money on that plate like I tip waiters
Screw the Idaho on the fifth later
Suck it next to my nuts, guess I’m a dictator.
Chicks should be proud to get laid,
My sense, I combine them, big later.
Andrew, like I scketched it, you hear me left and right
Ambidextrous, extras.
I don’t intend to, no, I send the men through
Get you wait up like ten to, hold up.
Ten to, I’m eight up, tend take away to eight.
I try to tell them that Fred the best,
Tell them that I’m nice to death,
Tell them that I write right handed,
Tell them I never left.
I’m high spit,
I pull them other spitters Hitler
They cannot see.

(Hook)
Slow flow, shot to death,
Till y’all cats know who’s best, Fred.
The flow beat higher than ditto
It’s Gordo Frederico.
Slow flow, shot to death,
Till y’all cats know who’s best, Fred.
The flow beat higher than ditto
It’s Gordo Frederico.

(Verse)
Knock-knock, who is it? Not life.
Cause opportunity don’t knock twice
Yeah, that’s about right.
The way I rap, man, can hurt you,
Know I black mail like the mall state commercials.
Patience’s a virtue, so I move away,
No, wait, but now I need to say wait.
I make it rain in the same place,
Balling out of surveillance footage to maintain.
With them limes I’m a dominator,
You’re a fraction, underline, the nominator.
Back here no one rapping greater,
He might pack the squares, I kill him now or later.
Only half of me home, my mixtape in the man like the gallons on fun.
You know I don’t fuck with you at your house,
Have it cluch a few, I been around stoned on tv like the oxtapus.

(Hook)
Slow flow, shot to death,
Till y’all cats know who’s best, Fred.
The flow beat higher than ditto
It’s Gordo Frederico.
Slow flow, shot to death,
Till y’all cats know who’s best, Fred.
The flow beat higher than ditto
It’s Gordo Frederico.




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