[Intro] Uhhh.. Oh we in slowmotion Slowmotion better than no motion Uhhh huhhh Oh we in slowmotion Slowmotion better than low motion Yeah… (yuueah) We just rollercoastin…(rollercoastin, coastin) We in slowmotion Yeah… (yuueah) Oh we in slowmotion Zero motion
[Verse 1: Z-Ro] Face real heavy Face real light I’m smokin kush That shit you smoke ain’t even top flight Now that ain’t even right Me myself I smoke that bambrah If I can’t find it in the US I’m flyin to the bahamas I’ve popped so many lauracet since popped so many somas and popped so many vicodins I don’t need marijuana This was the 70s I would be no else but stoner I would drink by myself, and I smoke by myself because I got my loner But I don’t snort cocaine, I don’t huff no pain But I’m a codeine proffesor I know everything about drank I barely can keep my balance I need something to leeeaaaannnn on I’m in the club but I will go to sleeeep on the wall, if I feel like I can’t take it Y’all fellas be trippin, smokin’ that wet and then y’all get naked Z-Ro gon’ keep his cloths on, keep that codine bubblin’ I know it look like I’m mad but I promise I’m not mean muggin’ Mah..
[Hook] Face real heavy Attitude grooove Higher than a bitch I don’t want you to blow my mood Face real heavy Y’all know what I mean I like my women but I’m in love with that codine Face real heavy Y’all know how it goes Sippin on the paint don’t give a fuck about a foe Face real heavy (Face real heavy, Face, Face real heavy) Face real heavy (Face real heavy, Face, Face real heavy)
[Verse 2: B.G.] My face real heavy I’m swervin up the block Tryna keep the world steady This rolls the seven And pop seven pills Got pain on deck and I’m ’bout crank a ceil I’mma keep it real I’mma keep it gudda Gizzle be [?] ten muthafuckas Feel I can touch the moon cuz I’m so far in the sky I buss a nigga head if they blow [?] I done did it all You already read the magazine It was heroin and coke n I was using promethazine I pop a laurace I pop a lot of somas Blown over power by that shit from california I get a lot of love I got a lot of plugs Me and [?] we a drank a whole jug Don’t get it twisted That 40 stay ready I got a lof of fiddy And my face real heavy
[Hook] Face real heavy Attitude grooove Higher than a bitch I don’t want you to blow my mood Face real heavy Y’all know what I mean I like my women but I’m in love with that codine Face real heavy Y’all know how it goes Sippin on the paint don’t give a fuck about a foooe Face real heavy (Face real heavy, Face, Face real heavy) Face real heavy (Face real heavy, Face, Face real heavy)
[Verse 3: Z-Ro] My face so heavy my neck and back hurtin bad If this nigga blow my half that’ll make me wanna murk his ass Y’all be on cloud 9 I’m on cloud 76 See I lost it and I’m still lookin for my breath in this bitch I just hit tha phone Yes I get it too long Cuz I cant stop coughing and choking that choclate chip too strong Don’t love some bubble kush, I buy some sour diesel I bet I’ll blow 7 cigarrilos every hour people
[Verse 4: B.G.] And everyday is the same sequel I be higher than a [?] call me Gizzle the eagle I be higher than a plane call me call me Gizzle the Boeing Man I’m feelin so good I don’t care where I’m going My face heavy right now But I’mma keep flowin we got 2 dossen’s of [?] and we gon keep blowin Imma stay on my level man I’mma stay straight Man my face feel like a fifty pound weight Yeeeeeeeeeaaaah
[Hook] Face real heavy Attitude grooove Higher than a bitch I don’t want you to blow my mood Face real heavy Y’all know what I mean I like my women but I’m in love with that codine Face real heavy Y’all know how it goes Sippin on the paint don’t give a fuck about a foooe Face real heavy (Face real heavy, Face, Face real heavy) Face real heavy (Face real heavy, Face, Face real heavy)