Don't rush

[Intro: Will Smith, Dom Kennedy, Myles Parrish]

"Make a choice, you just decide, what's it's gonna be, who you're going to be, how you're going to do it, just decide, and then from that point, the universe is gon' get out your way"

Aye, aye, aye

Aye, aye, aye

Aye, aye, aye (P-P-P-Lo, time to bring the bass back)

Aye, aye

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy, Dom Kennedy & P-Lo]

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck

Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up

1999, back it up, back it up

I just took my time

Nothing great happens rushed

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck

Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up

1999, back it up, back it up

I just took my time

Nothing great happens rushed

[Verse 1: P-Lo]

Aye, I just took my time, aye, uh

I ain't with the hype, aye

Get racks for this spitter with my guys, aye

I'm not nothin' nice, uh

Need my Jesus like a slice

Over time I get better like I'm wine, uh

Damn my bitch too fine, tell me somethin' that I don't know

Askin' why I got a pink phone, bitch that's rose gold

Baby 21, eat the meet like she a [?]

More racks then I don't go

Motherfuck that Volvo

I whip on them Royce, ain't no choice, aye

She say that I get her moist

I done rose up from the [?] like I'm Illonios, uh

Been the boy, I'm the man now, uh

Pillowtalkin, bitch that's man down

Came up from the dirt like the campground

Play tough, they just act now

I was in the background

Boppers with they ass out

Nothin' great happens from bein' rushed

Pay your mama's bill just for bein' nice

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy, Dom Kennedy & P-Lo]

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck

Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up

1999, back it up, back it up

I just took my time

Nothing great happens rushed

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck

Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up

1999, back it up, back it up

I just took my time

Nothing great happens rushed

[Verse 2: Dom Kennedy]

Poppin' all that talk

All I gotta say is y'all corny

And my back hurt, tell lil' baby come rub it for me

If you dance on me, baby take your time

Do it like it's mine

Play that bump and grind

I got automatic [?]

I can't fuck if she ain't fine

I got Bay Area ties, 'til they close both eyelids

I ain't with the hype

We got it on the flight

Smokin' out in Paris, on tour, real life

Favorite route to try

Her jaw was open wide

When I walk in lookin' fly

But that ain't no surprise

I know this lil' scrape bad as fuck

She got the ass shots, but I'm the one that make her blush

I'ma get it early in the mornin', Cap'n Crunch

Mac Dre lookin' down, smilin' on us

I'm feelin' myself

Roll the whole ocho

P-Lo in the club, uh

Dom in the club, uh

She might never come home

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy, Dom Kennedy & P-Lo]

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck

Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up

1999, back it up, back it up

I just took my time

Nothing great happens rushed

Got a little bitch bad as fuck, bad as fuck

Keep a lot of bands, stack it up, stack it up

1999, back it up, back it up

I just took my time

Nothing great happens rushed