Slow Down

Slow down Slow down Slow down Hey baby your hips is getting big Now you're getting thin you don't care about your wig Now Woolie Willie got a pair of my sneakers Wonder where he got 'em 'cause I hid 'em behind my speakers The object of your affection is the tree-top connection Where basically you love to smoke the wools The crackheads and crack men they come up to my door I don't smoke jums so what they knocking for Kids love to feel on you, feds got a seal on you Street time is limited to days On your crack card you're getting only A's and C's for come back Damn it's a shame you're the mighty queen of vials With a wide-eyed look and a rotten-toothed smile Used to walk with a swagger Now you simply stagger From one spot on to the next spot on to the next spot on to the next Bitch get a job From me you won't rob 'Cause I'll smack you with a hose filled with sand Now give that to the crack man You was fly once now you're losing all your fronts Started off light on the tip of woolie blunts But now you get a a stripe, graduated to the pipe Took a long pull, hype Yeah, head crack head crack You smoked up that stack in a minute you was back (Hey yo X, wasn't that your girl?) Yeah I had to drop her 'Cause she caught on the plastic and I just couldn't stop her Slow down Slow, slow down S-s-slow down What I am is what I am What I am is what I am Slow down I knew this girl named Tropicana She's always juicing Producing cash for my sexual task She loves men that trick like Halloween and treat You ain't paid then your grade is incomplete You've got to flash dollars, to prove her And when you do she sucks it up like a Hoover Taking all your papes like inhalation of vapes Her nasal passage is filled with money, and it's massive (What I am is what I am) Well, what you are is a stunt, man You're on a hunt and your plan is to take all you can From my man and scram I've seen your kind before you're not original Just a sick mixed up individual Giving up the crotch for a fresh gold watch Marking off the goods you got going up another notch Your ways and actions are like those of a savage If the price is right, then anyone can ravage Even Monty Hall can have himself a ball if his assets are in order What's really scary is you're somebody's daughter So don't come around trying to make a profit At the expense of another man, stop it 'Cause you see you're a freak show of the town Know what I think you ought to do is Slow down Slow down Slow do-slow down Slow down (What I am is what I am) Slow down (What I am is what I am) Slow down As the jewels jingle from the hot young and single little stunt A forty and a blunt, that's all she really wants But she'll spend your papes and she'll use up all your plastic And if you swing an ep you'd better wear a prophylactic 'Cause things are getting drastic Slide up in the wrong one you'll end up in a casket (Slow down) Sister, there's no need in speeding She was doing lays before she started meeting What makes a bitch want to act in this fashion? Pulled more stunts than my man Action Jackson A real gold winner just like Bruce Jenner Lay the bitch on the bed and then you run right in her Puba makes no mistakes She said "Rock me tonight (for old time's sake)" Picture that (Slow Down) You little hooker Honey got a problem with the bends Meaning she likes to bend over, and then she spreads the skins The hoe is just hoe and that's without no controversy She can make the bedsprings sing a song of mercy Come on toots you can take a thousand douche Scrub that ass and I'll still pass (Slow down) You're living foul (Slow down) (Slow do-slow down) Now see it ain't no reason for you to be out here skeezin' 'Cause it's not the season So if you want to live foul and be a dumb diddy dumb dumb bitch Well go ahead (Slo-slow down) You're living foul (What I am is what I am, slow down) (What I am is what I am, slow-slow down...) I'd like to give a special shout to my DJ Alamo on the help out Right by my side Slow down Slo-slow down Slo-slow down Slo-slow down Slo-slow down Slo-slo-slow down Slow down Slow down...