Lord Jamar - Slow Down lyrics

Slow down (repeat 3X) [Sadat X] Hey baby your hips was 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 your 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 b**h 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 only tipping 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 [Edie Brickell] Slow down What I am is what I am [Lord Jamar] I knew this girl named Tropicana She's always juicing Producing cash from her s**ual tasks 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 s**s it up like a Hoover Taking all your papes like inhalation of vapes Her nasal pa**age is filled with money, and it's ma**ive (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 a 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 get 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 a**ets 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 the freak show of the town And what I think you ought to do is Slow down x7 What I am is what I am x2 [Grand Puba] As the j**els 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 bleeding What makes a b**h want to act in this fashion? Pulled more stunts than my man Action Jackson A real gold winner just like Bruce Jenner Lay the b**h 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 ho is just ho 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 a** and I'll still pa** (Slow down) You're living foul (Slow down x2) Now see it ain't no reason for you to be out here skeezing Cause it's not the season So if you want to live foul and be a dumb diddy dumb dumb b**h Well go ahead You're living foul I'd like to give a special shout to my DJ Alamo on the help out Right by my side Slow down (repeat 12X)