text: Ace, the Creator
  OF
  Hodgy Beats 
  We come through throbbing like thunder storms
  Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
  Im too explosive for your ears like Im throwing bombs
  With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know its on
  Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms
  Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons
  Hodgy Beats is like lip balm
  If you talk shit, Ill make you cry and tell your big moms
  I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
  Haters must be starving nowadays, I make California Vietnam
  And Im going to embalm my creativity
  Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this shit Im on
  We gon slow it down, you gon slow it down 
  We gon slow it down for all you slow niggas 
  We gon slow it down, you gon slow it down 
  We gon slow it down for all you slow bitches 
  We gon slow it down, you gon slow it down 
  We gon slow it down for all you slow niggas 
  Slow it down, slow it down 
  Slow it down 
  Pink chinchilla, something like Thriller
  My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
  You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda
  But I ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
  Im never the winner, always the loser
  I dont choose to win, but I will choose her
  Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna
  I never use a fork, I always spoon her
  Go nuts, instrumental flow much
  European model white bitch is eating donuts
  Fuck you faggots, Im with a fat bitch
  Making shit come like Im Go-Go Gadget
  Im mental, its instrumental
  Make your bitches therapist ask for dental records
  And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils
  We gon slow it down, you gon slow it down 
  We gon slow it down for all you slow niggas 
  We gon slow it down, you gon slow it down 
  We gon slow it down for all you slow bitches 
  We gon slow it down, you gon slow it down 
  We gon slow it down for all you slow niggas 
  Slow it down, slow it down 
  Slow it down 
  Yo, bubble gum that Reeses Pieces
  You fail at life, Ill mug your teachers
  Ive got Muslims calling on Jesus
  I fucked Kelly, where is Regis?
  Found Alicia, now she keyless
  Cold as ice, and now Im creamless
  Murdered every bod from my squad
  So technically, now Im teamless
  O.F. is so prestigious, yeah
  Um, its not that hard but
  Well, for me its not
  OFM, bangin on your FM
  Ace, The Creator
  Hodgy Beats
  OF, yes