Mr. Chino Grande - Slow It Down Lyrics
Mr. Chino Grande Lyrics
Slow It Down Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
Kinda Feels Like Our Loves Been Lost In The Wind.
Your Always Talking To Your Friends Like Were Has He Been.
I'm Just Out On The Streets Or At School Makeing Money.
You Act Like I Don't Fly, From Country To Country.
May Have Been A Few Places But Your Still In My Heart.
And Either Way You Ready New, What I Do From The Start.
You Can't Complain, But Still You Let Em Pick At Your Brain.
They Just Jelous Of What You Got And Now They Trying To Make A Change.
The Second I Turn My Face, They So Quick To Respond.
I Wouldn't Be Surprise If I Turned Around And You Were Gone.
Just Listen To All The Lies, What They Say But They Don't Know.
I Could Say The Same Thing, Like I Don't Need You Girl.
It Don't Make Me Or Break Me, But Still I Come Threw Tastey.
For The Next Whitt Sez, It's Complex And Don't Phade Me.
I'm Brewed In The 80's, Got Game That'llmake Babies.
So Pay Attention Closely, Cause This The Way That It's Suppose To Be.
[Chorus:]
Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We Don't
Need To Hurry Up.
Oh, Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We
Don't Need To Hurry Up.
Slow It Down, Slow It Dowwwwn, Slow It Dow How Hown.
[Verse 2:]
How's It Feel To Be Sad, Maybe Lost Or Alone.
I'm In That Fleetwood Broze, Tequilla Shots To Be Dome.
Like A Patron, But Still I Hear Mad On The Phone.
Talkin Like Oh Girl, And You Don't Even Know.
But I'm Tired Of The Games, It's Getting Kinda Old.
You Need To Phade Away Like Them Acrilyck On Your Toes.
And All That Stuff That You Be Rappin, Is Really So Irrelevant,
. So Hurry Up, Just Pick Up The Phone, And Go Tell Your Friends.
Maybe They Could Do A Little Something For Ya.
I'm On The Bullie (Blvd) By The Movies And The Montebello Oilers.
Just Dippin, Hittin Corners, Chrome Dubbs On The Fresh Paint.
Shoulda Payed Attention, Now I Watch It All Escalate.
Don't Matter, Not Flatterd. I Anit One To Pretend.
I Got That Georgio Armani Whitta Sprinkle On The Penalton.
Girl You Might Be Right. An Yea I Really Kinda Miss You So.
I Sit An Merinate, Unitl It's Time To Let You Go.
[Chorus:]
Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We Don't
Need To Hurry Up.
Oh, Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We
Don't Need To Hurry Up.
Slow It Down, Slow It Dowwwwn, Slow It Dow How Hown
Kinda Feels Like Our Loves Been Lost In The Wind.
Your Always Talking To Your Friends Like Were Has He Been.
I'm Just Out On The Streets Or At School Makeing Money.
You Act Like I Don't Fly, From Country To Country.
May Have Been A Few Places But Your Still In My Heart.
And Either Way You Ready New, What I Do From The Start.
You Can't Complain, But Still You Let Em Pick At Your Brain.
They Just Jelous Of What You Got And Now They Trying To Make A Change.
The Second I Turn My Face, They So Quick To Respond.
I Wouldn't Be Surprise If I Turned Around And You Were Gone.
Just Listen To All The Lies, What They Say But They Don't Know.
I Could Say The Same Thing, Like I Don't Need You Girl.
It Don't Make Me Or Break Me, But Still I Come Threw Tastey.
For The Next Whitt Sez, It's Complex And Don't Phade Me.
I'm Brewed In The 80's, Got Game That'llmake Babies.
So Pay Attention Closely, Cause This The Way That It's Suppose To Be.
[Chorus:]
Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We Don't
Need To Hurry Up.
Oh, Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We
Don't Need To Hurry Up.
Slow It Down, Slow It Dowwwwn, Slow It Dow How Hown.
[Verse 2:]
How's It Feel To Be Sad, Maybe Lost Or Alone.
I'm In That Fleetwood Broze, Tequilla Shots To Be Dome.
Like A Patron, But Still I Hear Mad On The Phone.
Talkin Like Oh Girl, And You Don't Even Know.
But I'm Tired Of The Games, It's Getting Kinda Old.
You Need To Phade Away Like Them Acrilyck On Your Toes.
And All That Stuff That You Be Rappin, Is Really So Irrelevant,
. So Hurry Up, Just Pick Up The Phone, And Go Tell Your Friends.
Maybe They Could Do A Little Something For Ya.
I'm On The Bullie (Blvd) By The Movies And The Montebello Oilers.
Just Dippin, Hittin Corners, Chrome Dubbs On The Fresh Paint.
Shoulda Payed Attention, Now I Watch It All Escalate.
Don't Matter, Not Flatterd. I Anit One To Pretend.
I Got That Georgio Armani Whitta Sprinkle On The Penalton.
Girl You Might Be Right. An Yea I Really Kinda Miss You So.
I Sit An Merinate, Unitl It's Time To Let You Go.
[Chorus:]
Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We Don't
Need To Hurry Up.
Oh, Sunday Kinda Girl, Sunday Kinda Love. The Summer Time Is Here, We
Don't Need To Hurry Up.
Slow It Down, Slow It Dowwwwn, Slow It Dow How Hown
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