Fabolous - Slow Down lyrics

rate me

I wanna be your number 1 fan, but from the stage

Know it's hard to see way up in the stands

I understand, but damn

Wishing I could be that one man, but you juggle

Way too many of them with one hand

I understand, but damn

Yea, slow down baby, let me be your yellow light

The way we met was wrong, let me say hello right

You need a mellow night, a break from this ghetto life

The way I roll make them haters wanna yellow dice

She say what matters is that you keep them stilettos nice

And when you slap this ass, it shake like jello, right?

Well alright, roll them cigarellos tight

I nicknamed her bape chicken and yellow rice

Pretty brown skin, long blonde hair

And she know they talking but she never gon' care

Cause when you balling trash-talk is what you gon' hear

I can't imagine what a fall upon lebron's ear

Always been the girl that didn't have to wait in line

Niggas buy her watches just for making time

Fake say "give it up" never had to ask

They call her the stick up girl that never wore a mask

Baby, ain't you tired of life in this fast lane?

Packing luggage, rushing, trying to catch that last plane?

There's some dudes who take pride in trying to gas dames

The same dudes will see her and give they last name

Funny how I became the apple of her eye

The game went south and I'm a rapper from ny

Don't get me wrong: lil mama love "trap or die"

But through it all she kept her watch on the dapper guy

And fell in love with a 2009 verse

She said before we met, I fucked her in her mind first

We crossed paths, a mixture of karma and luck

I walked in strong, mentally palming my nuts

I got em swarming and stuck, she calm in the cut

You know me? I can spot a swan from a duck

My approach? smoother than an armani tux

The diamonds going off, like the alarm on a truck

The small talk, warming her up, she palming her cup

She told me that I make her laugh and I'm charming as fuck

But for now she had to go, the chat just quickly changed

She was chilling, now she leaving, I mean that was kinda strange

Asked "can we meet again?" she said "that can be arranged"

And I'm sure we both have phone numbers that can be exchanged

We did, she slid, that'd a be explained

But for now she hopped into a platinum-colored range

See baby, see you gotta get ur mind right while there's still time left.

You know life, wanting vip sections and flight confirmations

Jumpin start to star, got ur own constellation

I aint tryna say dat u, shit, maybe I am

Never follow ur heart

Sure to lose your mind... if u neva follow ur heart...

You need to slow down... (yes baby u need to slow down)

Slow down...

You need to slow down

You need to slow... you need to slow... you need to slow down

You need to slow...

Baby for real you need to slow it on... slow it on down

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