Slow Down

Lyrics

[Intro] Tony Ron said bring the prep back, haha Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings [Verse 1: Young Buck] Shawtay! What you mad for? I don't know too many, that go to sleep in Chanel and wake up in Fendi (aight) You knew what it was, before ya hopped inside my Bentley (what) And everything was good as long as I kept spendin' (yeah) But I'ma keep it hood, see you I can do without it You wonder why we call you bitch, think about it Go holla at ya man maybe he can support ya (haha) Love don't live here I ain't got nothin' for ya [Verse 2: Lyfe Jennings] First things first, girl stick that attitude, in your purse Straighten up your face before I, pull over Ain't nothin cute about walking, home from work, check yourself Now number two, your my only lady baby, that's the truth So you can sit and pout until your, face turn blue I'll kill a brick and drown a drop, what about you But there's one thing I can't do [Chorus: Lyfe Jennings & Young Buck] Can't force you, to slow down, slow down, slow down You my one and only, I ain't tryna mess around You just trippin', you gots ta slow down, slow down, slow down Can't force you, to slow down, slow down, slow down You my one and only, I ain't tryna mess around You just trippin', you got ta slow down [Verse 3: Lyfe Jennings] When I was just a tyke, brother taught himself how to, ride a bike It took a couple scrapes and cuts to, get it right But once I got the hang of it, I rode all night, I said that to say This rela-tionship is gonna have it's, good and bad days It's like falling off and getting back, on again But no poppin' wheelies 'til we, got our balance I can't handle this [Chorus: Lyfe Jennings] Can't force you, to slow down, slow down, slow down You my one and only, I ain't tryna mess around You just trippin', you gots to slow down, slow down, slow down Can't force you, to slow down, slow down, slow down You my one and only, I ain't tryna mess around You just trippin', you got ta slow down [Verse 4: Doc Black] What up with all these allegations, shorty all is well Accusations about my situation, callin' my cell Take a step back, relax, chill, pause exhale You the reason why I ain't got no bars on my cell But you'd be happy if, I was behind bars in a cell You must think I'm in this booth, spitting these bars for my health For every action there's a reaction, cause and effect Good times and bad times, whatever cards is dealt You need some help cause I [Chorus: Lyfe Jennings & Doc Black] Can't force you, to slow down, slow down, slow down Yo Lyfe, help me out on this one man, I can't force 'em to slow down, slow down, slow down Can't force you, to slow down, slow down, slow down Slow down [Outro] Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings Jesus Swings, Jesus Swings