Slow Down - Marqus Clae, Master P, Ace B

Marqus Clae

The ghetto poet

All y’all hoes movin' too fast, y’all need to slow it down

Baby, can you slow it down, baby, please

Baby, slow down

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway

Baby, slow down

You movin' too fast, you movin' too fast, whoa

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway, yay, yay

You need to slow it, you movin' like locomotives

I think you had too much potion, you makin' it hard to focus

She say I’m the dopest but that’s what I was molded to be

I got these bitches breaking they necks to get closest to me

But see, all that was before college

I make the horse holler, on that plane floor us with four pilots

The way she killin' me, I think I’ma need four doctors

Stroke so willingly, leave her shaking, she so naughty

Baby, slow down (baby, slow down)

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway

Baby, slow down

You movin' too fast, you movin' too fast, whoa

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway, yay, yay

I been starting out the stars of the Panamera

The windows tinted, shawty lookin' temptin', it’s whatever

Don’t make me pull in on side of the road and hit the hazard

Hit you with that boa you bendin', watchu telling me, you have to

But listen, baby, slow down

You drivin' too fast, in this Porsche on the sideway

Baby, slow down

We movin' too fast, we movin' units on this highway

Baby, slow down (baby, slow down)

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway

Baby, slow down

You movin' too fast, you movin' too fast, whoa

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway, yay, yay

She shake that ass like a popper

I’ma take her to the house, break her own proper

Man, she robbin' like a Porsche on a motherfucking highway

She like it from the back so I’ma do it sideways

She twerkin' on me like she twerkin' in the club

Shawty goin' fast, she in love with the thugs

So I give you whatchu want, slow motion for me

Turn around and back it up, baby, slow motion for me

Baby, slow down (baby, slow down)

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway

Baby, slow down

You movin' too fast, you movin' too fast, whoa

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

Too fast, too fast

Baby, slow down

You can move it like a Porsche on a highway, yay, yay

That’s living forever

Marqus Clae, Ace B, Master P

Mo Roy, Tank Game nigga, gang gang, nigga

You a genius, you kidding me

Ayy, ayy