Slow Down Lyrics - Singles - Clyde Carson

I tell em 

Slow down, you know you can't catch me 

I move too fast on the gas, don't chase me 

Slow down, slow down 

(I tell 'em) 

Ay, I'm on the case gettin' sideways 

Dolla fo' five on the highway 

You know a nigga state to state 

On a dolo mission I got a date with the cake 

Wide awoke, 3 A.M 

Prolly touch down when the sun come in 

Ay, when them guards hit the gate I be tired as fuck after that 8-hour race 

I come from the land where we swing our cars 

Figure 8 Benz concrete leave marks 

Call it paid, super-charged 

Back to back race the Benz with the four door Porsche 

I'm tearin' up tires in this luxury 

Hella smoke says she wanna fuck with me 

Money on my mind ain't nothin' for free 

Tryna keep up with me but it's nothin' to me 

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(I tell 'em) 

Slow down, you know you can't catch me 

Hype without fugitive, Snipes Wesley 

Fuzz get on me tried to test me arrest me 

Wet than a motha fucka whip like a jet ski 

Ride like Presley, pills like Graceland 

They wanna shit me the readee and off to reception 

Nah, ain't tryna see the state pen 

I'm Black Scaled out in my Ray-Bans 

Diamond-certified, I ain't neva lied 

I ain't had L's since Pac died 

Ridin' through the biters, couple bundles talkin' bout sliders 

Run from the labors, mind's still swift 

FedEx movement all on the bitch 

Audi with the stash box, Cazzy too swift 

No frontin' push a button give a nigga that... gift 

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I'm Jeff Gordon in his heyday 

Ridin' like Tony Stewart smashin' through a two-way 

Doin' bout a hundred kinda burnin' up the Lou-ie 

Lou-ie, Louie 13th motha fucka yeah Louie 

D.U.I. drivin black Henny on my lap 

Pedal to the flo' with a 808 clap 

Money motivated doin' sprints when I'm chasin' 

And it gotta be a hemi I don't normally do the basic 

Six-cylinder, r-really bruh? Slow it down, keep up 

And I'm killin' ya, hope I'm not offendin' ya 

See you at the finish line, leavin' em 

Burn rubba, bu-burn rubba 

This is how we do it when I'm dippin' on a corna 

Burn rubba, bu-burn rubba 

This is how we do it in Northern California