Tekst:
Playing With Matches Slow Things Down

me a ring?' Slow things down... Let's slow things down. Slow things down. Baby, why can't we just, just slow things down. Yeah Yeah Let's slow things down

move that thing so nicely. All my flavas is juicy. Down to the last drop, good and fruity. You wont catch me on the youtube movie. Cant let just anybody play with

, Blowin' up, news style, Boom-Blowh, Fuck you up, with a look like, "Who Now?" Got ya whole crew shook, when they go down, Flow and grow, we don't know when to slow down

one hears you even though you knock You used to walk around the block with the [Incomprehensible] Things done changed since your spark got hot Now you got your knot wocked with

that head and that pussy get right And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together Hey, I'm off the scene with

the worse thing that could happen...yes it is. We're dying slowing again...we're dying Slowly again? Stop, rewind, watch them die. (Oh don't you love to play

sutton) We were a match made with burning desire Who could have known we were playing with fire Now it's lights out baby you know why You couldn't play

want my dough back, 'cause i'll show a nigga the gat with no rap, ya'll cats know ya'll wack, ya'll no match, how you gonna challenge the champ with

way that she walk She don't slow down 'cause she ain't got time To be complaining, shawty gon' shine She don't expect nothin' from no guy She plays