Cymphonique

Cymphonique - Slow It Down lyrics

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I tell ‘em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Slow down

Slow down

I tell ‘em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Look, I’m feeling like I’m Nino

Packets full of sinos

My back is light like a casino

It went out like gust, that’s what we know

‘Cause we shot it down everywhere that we go

A mile away you can see me coming

And I ain’t never slowing down, I’m gunning

Stare hob but I didn’t pound nothing

Channel shoes, like 1500

Ease up ‘cause you know you can’t catch me

Skating on all this ask wayne cretzky

So what I’m tryina say is you don’t wanna test me

‘Cause I be standing on top who the best be?

So you wanna come in the spaceship

‘Cause the fam grill got a facelift

See you make none with make ships

You make songs, we make hits

I tell ‘em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Slow down

Slow down

I tell ‘em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

I’m on a case, getting sideways

Dollar four five on a highway

You know it, state the stay

On a dolo mission I got a date with the K

Wide awoke, 3 AM, probably touch down when the sun come in

When them guards hit the gate up, I’m tired as fuck after that 8 hour racing

I come from the land where we swing our cars

Figure eight dance, concretely Mars

Call it pain, supercharged, back to back, race the Benz with the photo Porsche

I’m tearing up tires in this luxury

Hella smoke says you wanna fuck with me

Money on my mind, ain’t nothing for free

Tryna keep up with me but it’s nothing to me

I tell ‘em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Slow down

Slow down

I tell ‘em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Thanks to Mimi for correcting these lyrics

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