Lyrics:
don't know oh ohhooo oh no no no no no no
Baby Girl why you look so fine
Got me watching the way how you wine
Spin it up like you up on axis
Slow it down
late, now she's miss mistake
She should've been my Mrs.
Don't wanna move on but I know that she has
Now every other I compare to her
She was my Mrs. Wife
Uh, dear Mr. President
Whats happenin'?
I'm writin' you because, shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right
you scream and moan
She said fuck me anywhere
On a couch On a chair
In your room or the stairs
Is you down do you care
Ofc I don't baby you know you can
wanna be without you
And I don't wanna miss this
Slow down with the tempo
Can you tell that I'm into you?
Tell me what I gotta do
I wanna give my all
Mrs. Mills waits in the dark
For the red light to go on
And the curtains will be drawn
So none could see
All the townsfolk they don't know
What
I really give her silence or forgiveness
I don't want to be menace, but it's getting kinda bad
Real fast, gotta slow down, stand back
Now these Niggas
but that's just me
I been Mr lA, I'm mister everything
Fuck mentioning wrist, I'm mister every bling
Pass what where? shit I'm
Bleedin' every chink
I don't want to slow, slow, slow, slow down, down
Hey hey hey
Slow down slow down
Hey hey hey
You go for seconds and days
I live for moments to say
Down to die, for everything I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the President
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin' up in
get with us
"Cause not don't even think about it-- Mr Funkyman"
I heard your trying to bite my style
But it anit worth your while
Cause I got new styles
body and break free
Witnesses saw Dr dre but it was really Mr ski
You might think it's insane
But it's a clever scheme
Dre don't know shit
He wake up in
roars loud
But don't you know he'd be
Proud to give a helping hand.
Mister, can you
Fnd it in your heart
To lend me a dollar
For the times have
Slow down cause I can't take the heat
Slow down (Slow down baby, slow down baby)
It's wicked in these streets
Slow down, cause I can't take the heat
[Chorus]
Slow down cause I can't take the heat, slow down
(Slow down baby, slow down baby)
It's wicked in these streets
Slow down, cause I can't
to fend for himself or by his own
Mr drug dealer
it's 1995, now that he's older stress weighs on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it
heard you’ve got the answers can you listen to my song
Can’t keep two feet down maybe one will do so tell me
Hey Mr. Hey Mr. hey
I tend to self-destruct
La la laaa la
La la laaa la
Take it slow take our time
Lay back and rewind
I'm coming to find ya
I gotta remind ya
Our history
Don't you remember
Industries Mr. Mooks
You're at the highest place that you can be in Chuckle City
Well I don't really give a fuck about that
I just want you to sit down
So we
I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair
Like the way you've given me
I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man, unfair to Mr. Man
Unfair to Mr. Man, unfair
Like the way you've given me
motherfucker"
Partner back there tried to mean mug me
And turn me like I was a sucker
So slow ya lil' ass down on this side of town
Before you find yourself
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Slow it down
Baby, you make me crazy
Slow down, don't pass me by
Why do you walk into my life
But don't even try
Slow down, come on and gimme a chance
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