not movin' away too fast You better give a little love Give a little love Baby what I love the best Slow down, slow down Slow down, slow down baby Slow down, slow down
Traduction: Jam. Slow Down.
Ro in slow-mo, Z-Ro not no hoe thogh I swang and I swerve, like Tony Montana My balls are my word, come down your chimney like Santa And put you to bed, for talking down
the Papa Do's and all of those fancy places and then slow dance Under the candle light, sipping Dom Perignon The stereo bumping our slow jam song From
So brother come with me, and die slow I hate you to death, but yet I loved you so Wanted you to feel my pain since 91 So brother come with me, and die slow
been a lot of drama along the way... A lotta ups and downs... Lotta hits... They've just begun... Everybody... Put ya hands together... Bad Boy, Def Jam
Rose Grands Bumpin' and Grindin' like a slow jam it's west side so you know the Row won't bow down to no man. Say what you say but give me that bomb
Having house parties in a crowded spot And you can tell it's hot, they talk loud a lot Everybody wanna dance when the slow jam come Lookin dumb, cause
'em recognize from Long Beach to Rosecrans Bumpin and grindin like a slow jam, it's west side So you know the row won't bow down to no man Say what
damn right shake it all night Ay that's my jam every time the beat drop I said ohhh all the ladies in the club grab a dude And you work it real slow
should i push up on it Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle I'll break it down for you now
know I do my thang) I'm a get my drink on and party like it's ok [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Trust me man it's ok bounce with me in slow mo When they hear the
bam - we were swingin' from the grape vine Wham bam - and I kissed her butterfly You got me climbin' up the walls Gotta scrape me off the ceiling Slow down
Eyed Peas (?) climbin up the Empire State tower livin is the mission desired I see a lot of liars so to dem I cross and fire and they lyrics soundin tired, repetitious and expired Cool dem down
dabble how we be lovin y'all women Come on [Spliff Star] Let's get it on and let me hit it with my fitted on Never mind a slow jam pump one of Biggie
smoldering charcoals beneath your feet Now walk on 'em He's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek Like a Thanksgiving turkey A holiday ham See 'em sprinkled on toast With strawberry marmalade jam
But understand nothing was done for me So I dont plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man Im shutting shit down at the
