Slow down Your heart needs to temper Your heart needs a rest now You must slow down To the ground Yeah, your heart needs to temper Some times are good
Lights Down Low (Oh Oh Oh) Wanna do you over here. Lights Down Low (Oh Oh) Do you over there. Lights Down Low (Oh Oh) Lights down (down), face down (down
until the holows start firin' [Chorus] [Outro:] Yeah, this is what it sound like when I'm rockin' four in the morning Shit slow down, I'm just fucking
mud is purple grab a couple of ice and take a sip Po' a ounce po' a deuce baby po' a fo' Have a taste drink it slow and you be on the flo' The dro is
I'm tired of your bad mouthin' Understand your man You can give my other suit to the Salvation Army And ev'rything else I leave behind I ain't takin' nothin that'll slow down
: (feat. T-Pain) [Intro: T-Pain] I bet that you can wine slow take it down low shawtay I bet that you can wine fast you got all that ass on you [Verse
translates to sex Bitches begging me to flex my pecks Slipping me their digits, turn around and goose me Fighting off ten at a time, like fucking Jet Li Shit's ridiculous, I'm like "Slow down
Go No Where) [Verse 2:] It Was A Close Call But We Finally Made It I Can Tell By The Look In Yo Eyes U Aint Too Patient Slow Down Baby Girl We Got
playa on playa, get your papes on, play on playa, get your papes on..uh [Verse 2: Nas] Ruby red grapefruit juice with grey goose, rubies in the hasoose
the style thats just right. Our boys got our backs, and our backs (are steady) "cuz when the ship goes down, you better be ready" You back it up, (....) back down
in the back We started kissing then she started moaning I said we shouldn't do this the girl kept goin It happened so quick my zipper went zip I looked down
with us Tell 'em it's all good baby All we do around here is uhh Play with our toys, up in the hood Swing down, and get that frown off your face Now all
Three 6 high on that' Rolling on them X pills, scurry pup-pup powder packs Woah-wuh where the weed at, ain't like that we need that Night crillers slow me down
on that" Rolling on them x pills, scurry pup-pup powder packs Woah-wuh where the weed at, ain't like that we need that Night crillers slow me down, want
me with the prophet p Gone remain his lady Kinda crazy So don't test me I will buck your bro down When that good stuff got me in disquise What you got down
age of twenty-one Left his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slums With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P