Lyrics:
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
[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
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
Company:
God, that’s good!
Mrs. Lovett:
What’s your pleasure, dearie?
No, we don’t cut slices.
Cor, me eyes is bleary!
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Over
But you don't understand me so let me explain
Stood in the heat, the flames, the snow
Please slow down hurricane
The wind blow, my dreads swing
He
But you don't understand me so let me explain
Stood in the heat, the flames, the snow
Please slow down hurricane
The wind blow, my dreads swing
He
But you don't understand me so let me explain
Stood in the heat, the flames, the snow
Please slow down hurricane
The wind blow, my dreads swing
He
changing yo name
No but for real boo. Call me baKC, I need to know wassup
Yeah
Ah...ah...ah...ah
I'm HoLLyRod
I'm Mr. Playboy tho
You know I love ya boo
But
I'm going down right now
To do the very best that I can
Down right now
And I hope you don't mind
I'm coming back to you
I point my saddle west from
grabbed her?
(Please, mister, please)
I know sharks are stupid
But what did you think when you took that first bite?
(How sweet it is)
Mr. Jaws,
clear, don't miss your step unless you're wantin' that action
We got them dollars piling up like Mr Krabs man
We're making something out of nothing like
Let me shout out my dons
You wanna live fast die young
You know I beg a man slow down
Wow they running wild in my home town
Make money them haffi
shameless attitude
I love the way
You welcome me aboard
With those golden stripes
On that crisp white shirt
Oh mister, mister, mister, don't you know
I'm
gettin’ picked up.
Ass ain't got a stick up.
At last I'm gettin’ hungry.
All y’all slow-mo like the honey.
Man, I need it by Monday.
Not someday bitch
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Over
a different place
It don't slow down
And every year's a different race
But it's so easy
It could've been so easy
Is this really what I'm needing?
I know
Slow motion
We moving in slow motion
Got these real potions
These bottles they stays open
Got a bad Mrs. help me deal
With my emotions
And a gang uh
wanna be, I don't wanna be, I don't wanna be
Unfair to Mister Man, unfair to Mister Man, unfair to Mister Man,
Unfair to Mister man, unfair.
Like
Slow dance, slow dance
Slow
Hey mr. DJ
Why don't you slow this party down (slow it down)
The ladies in here are fly
And there's one who's
doorstep, almost didn't lean on in
I know that if I hadn't, I'd be wishing that I did
Cuz I'd be mister foolish if I let her pass on by
Yeah I'd be mister
could she be?) no no, no
Don't know what I'm gonna do
I gotta get back to you, no
Slow down (slow down)
Sweet talkin' woman (slow down)
You got me
could she be?) no no, no
Don't know what I'm gonna do
I gotta get back to you, no
Slow down (slow down)
Sweet talkin' woman (slow down)
You got me
down (21), lay the pipe down (21)
I ain't Mr. Right, but I'm Mr. Right Now (straight up)
She want me to fuck her to Beyoncé (straight up)
But I
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Over
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