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Slow It Down Video (MV)




Performed By: Rocco Black
Featuring: Old Ben
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Ben Edwards, Carlos Garcia




Rocco Black - Slow It Down Lyrics




[ Featuring Old Ben ]

Slow it down, slow it down
Drank too much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finish with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down

Hazmat suit on, bitch I'm too sick
New fit lookin' sharper than a toothpick
And you can find me in the booth spittin' goon shit
Whole crew lookin' fly like we hopped up off a broomstick
But you know this ain't a game like Quiddich
Never give a ho the balls nor dick like I'm Finnish
Take a bitch to Norway, you can have it your way
Always on par, no time for the foreplay (Boss)

Slow it down, slow id down
Drank to much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finished with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down

Rocco Black, and I'm still gettin' busy
Off a couple shots and your boy gettin' dizzy
Fallin' over backwards but Benny gonna catch me
That's the boy, and we out in full effect we gettin' shitty
Downtown, it's gonna go down
So face a bottle, and pass that shit around
Everybody endin' up at the pound
So where my f*ckin' dogs at, let's get loud (Roof roof)

Slow it down, slow it down
Drank to much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finish with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down

Speed it up, speed it up
Got your mom in the cut, and I'm feelin' on her butt
She call me daddy but I ain't your f*ckin' stepdad (Nah)
Crash a wedding bitch, I'm the f*ckin' best man
Could've played for the Nets, but I ball too hard
I got one bank account, but I got three cards
These baby rappers need some milk
Man they soft like a quilt
I hit a lick and do the dash, scot free, no kilt (He said what?)

Playin' with the sticks, with my ice, call me Gretzky
Freeze the Pacific when I'm ridin' on my jetski
I'm so specific with the bars, don't test me
Strong in my arms, but I still got testes
Yeah, I'm a Playboi, in New York I milly rock
I'm a fly mother f*cker from the cap to the sock
I'm heatin' the pot like I'm pluggin' in the crock
But these rappers under me, they can't even hold my jock

Slow it down, slow it down
Drank too much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finish with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down
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English

Slow it down, slow it down
Drank too much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finish with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down

Hazmat suit on, bitch I'm too sick
New fit lookin' sharper than a toothpick
And you can find me in the booth spittin' goon shit
Whole crew lookin' fly like we hopped up off a broomstick
But you know this ain't a game like Quiddich
Never give a ho the balls nor dick like I'm Finnish
Take a bitch to Norway, you can have it your way
Always on par, no time for the foreplay (Boss)

Slow it down, slow id down
Drank to much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finished with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down

Rocco Black, and I'm still gettin' busy
Off a couple shots and your boy gettin' dizzy
Fallin' over backwards but Benny gonna catch me
That's the boy, and we out in full effect we gettin' shitty
Downtown, it's gonna go down
So face a bottle, and pass that shit around
Everybody endin' up at the pound
So where my f*ckin' dogs at, let's get loud (Roof roof)

Slow it down, slow it down
Drank to much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finish with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down

Speed it up, speed it up
Got your mom in the cut, and I'm feelin' on her butt
She call me daddy but I ain't your f*ckin' stepdad (Nah)
Crash a wedding bitch, I'm the f*ckin' best man
Could've played for the Nets, but I ball too hard
I got one bank account, but I got three cards
These baby rappers need some milk
Man they soft like a quilt
I hit a lick and do the dash, scot free, no kilt (He said what?)

Playin' with the sticks, with my ice, call me Gretzky
Freeze the Pacific when I'm ridin' on my jetski
I'm so specific with the bars, don't test me
Strong in my arms, but I still got testes
Yeah, I'm a Playboi, in New York I milly rock
I'm a fly mother f*cker from the cap to the sock
I'm heatin' the pot like I'm pluggin' in the crock
But these rappers under me, they can't even hold my jock

Slow it down, slow it down
Drank too much, feel like I'm gon' drown
Started with Ciroc, and I finish with the Crown
I'mma use these digits and see what's going down
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Writer: Ben Edwards, Carlos Garcia
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