Lyrics:
down a Sodom and Gommorah Refugees we nah go so
[Chorus]
So talk weel if you vex, try and jump in a mi chest, you Mr. Punk, well
Come and do your
If you don’t got no strap, go and get you two guns
Got a bitch so fine with me, she make me want 2 sons
I told her baby call me Mr. Never Ever Use
Hmmm
Yeah
Ouuu woah
Uhh huh
Going to fast
Move slow
This is too fast
Move slow
How you get me
Shit I don't know
But you get me
That's a plus though
a hug, or do you got a sister[01:36.86]But only for one night, don't need to be your mister[01:40.03]Oh, you need Mr. Right? Well, this might be
so unfair to me
I got these down days and there's no more to say
Low feels now it's like everyday
Slow walks as we stroll by the bay
But low patience
Don't
Don't go rushin' into something
Slow down
You should slow down, down, Now
Don't
Don't go rushin' into something
Slow down
You should slow down
Henry laid.
They slow down and take off the hats, the men do
When they come to the place where he's laying' retsina' his back.
They say,"Mornin'
could be ya, ya Mr. Perfect (uh)
I like ya style and the way that you put it down
The way you rock ya braids
And whenever you crack a smile
I just
Girl, you're not my wife
You need to stay in your lane
Call me, "Mister Precision"
To turn you on, is my mission
I don't know your name
But I know your
chi
Look at this human
I'm Mister Sassafras
No you're not!
Hey there, Mrs. Sassafras
What do you think you're doing?
I kissed it
How was it?
Why don't
Watch
Watch
Y'all niggas overdoin' it
You gotta slow that shit down
Take your time, reevaluate your shit, it don't matter (watch)
Niggas ain't
pockets on swell
The number one D-boy, Mr fishscale
I don't fuck around with snitches who tell
Put holes in your brain
Leave bodies to smell
I'm out here
Braveheart
Don't start what you can't finish, serious business
Down La Cienega to bust a left on Venice
Where you can find me and mine Los Angeles Times
WINGS (Slow Down)
I'm stuck here dreaming don't
Tell me to move
Cause I'm done with bleeding out
Nothing to lose
You know that the sunlight's been
Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger
Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr
hard
But you can't tell from the way that she walk
She don't slow 'em down, 'cause she ain't got time
To be complainin, shorty gon' shine
She don't
fuck a mic check
Bring em round the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes y'all niggaz goin down
Eat shit and die slow, battle ground
Slow down yeah, okay (Slow down)
Slow down (I can't slow down)
Living in the fast lane, I can't slow down
Living in the fast lane, I can't slow down
Trains go by on the rails John Henry laid
They slow down and take off their hats, the men do
When they come to the place where John Henry's layin'
Restin'
Henry laid.
They slow down and take off the hats, the men do
When they come to the place where he's laying' retsina' his back.
They say,"Mornin'
goes another
Mr. Zero stands still, and Miss Someone don't bother
Yesterday's kiss will be cold by tomorrow
As campfires of midnight dissolve in
Don’t act so confused
(They wanna a taste of you)
Ay, You know im linkin with you, you hold it down for me
You never picked the lock to my heart
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
Uhh
I told ya I'm the colonel of this muthafuckin' tank
Don't make me get rowdy and start pullin rank
My comrads with tanks
minimum wage labor
I don't care how half naked
Or fake she looks she smells like dirty cash
And aged paper books so what'd she die for
Slow down Gandhi your
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