me a ring?' Slow things down... Let's slow things down. Slow things down. Baby, why can't we just, just slow things down. Yeah Yeah Let's slow things down
way that she walk She don't slow down 'cause she ain't got time To be complaining, shawty gon' shine She don't expect nothin' from no guy She plays
move that thing so nicely. All my flavas is juicy. Down to the last drop, good and fruity. You wont catch me on the youtube movie. Cant let just anybody play with
L boogie spars with stars and constellations Then came down for a little conversation Adjacent to the king, fear no human being Roll with cherubims to
, Blowin' up, news style, Boom-Blowh, Fuck you up, with a look like, "Who Now?" Got ya whole crew shook, when they go down, Flow and grow, we don't know when to slow down
you out till I've had enough I've got a long time for love One thing, one thing more One thing more before you go I've got a long time for love Slow
one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the [Incomprehensible] Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with
wasn't sure Dropped my luggage to the ground, put my ear to the door Slow music, H-Town, no that's down low My baby's, drop Mercedes is parked, I creep
that head and that pussy get right And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together Hey, I'm off the scene with
me Break through with a crescent smile, got to plan ahead for broken teeth It's too late to defend yourself, I saw you laying down beside the things
the worse thing that could happen...yes it is. We're dying slowing again...we're dying Slowly again? Stop, rewind, watch them die. (Oh don't you love to play
take the golf cart down there. Eh, okay..no, I meant you have to drive our Oh! You mean drive the Winnebago! WINNEBAGO! Yeah! Oh no, we're slowing down
sutton) We were a match made with burning desire Who could have known we were playing with fire Now it's lights out baby you know why You couldn't play
. [Verse 1] Yeah, cruisin down Melrose, hella slow in a yellow Marinello Lookin for who sells shelltoes that I could match with my silk robe I'm like Hugh Heffner at 26 years old, with
want my dough back, 'cause i'll show a nigga the gat with no rap, ya'll cats know ya'll wack, ya'll no match, how you gonna challenge the champ with
