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Sol Miranda - Slow Down Lyrics



Sol Miranda - Slow Down Lyrics
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Hahaha
This that real yard shit
And low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low
Oo
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low and low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low
But tell me what you fiening for
Saw her hoping the turnstile (Oo yea)
In the concrete jungle
Ohhh
Ready to stumble ready to rumble
Baby are you fit enough
Tell me what you wanna do
Tell ya what I think of you
Then we back to the crib for the foreplay (Oo)
Yea
Shawty from LA where the sun is up
Surrounded by people where they always have their hair in buns
Baby well my gun is up
Locked and loaded
Give you backshots fill ya up where ya holes is
Know I'm on top and she grippin where my rose is
Clawing at my back like a dog tryna go in
Speak another language yea she gotta be foreign
Dominicana Colombiana was my old bitch
Shhh
Cállate la boca boca
I know I stretch you out like it's yoga yoga (Oo)
Always make ya laugh I'm a jokah jokah (Oo)
Always make ya move like it's Drogba Drogba
Knocking on ya door like Jehova's witness
Cept you let me in and I slide up in it
Nasty with the pen when an "I" "s" ends it
You calling me yo daddy in the Spanish language
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low and low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low (Low)
But tell me what you fiening for
Grab ya neck and
Squeeze Squeeze (Yea)
Time to crack spread
Cheeks Cheeks (Yea)
Bend ya back towards
Me Me (Yea)
Out of breathe can't
Breathe Breathe
How was that rate
Me Me (Yea)
Run it back girl
Please Please (Uh)
Out of fuel on
E E (Yea)
Time to nap go
Sleep Sleep
Baby I'm down not out (Yea)
Need a break after rounds
Your body I've almost got it figured out now
Baby I'm drowning out
Your waters drippin around
Give me the chance to show what I'm about now
I pull up to party
Girl where you at where you at
I want to get naughty
Let's hit the sack hit the sack (Yea)
I love how you ride it
Girl just like that just like that (Yea)
Now tell me you want it
Shake shake that ass shake that ass (Oo)
Grab ya neck and
Squeeze Squeeze (Yea)
Time to crack spread
Cheeks Cheeks (Yea)
Bend ya back towards
Me Me (Yea)
Out of breathe can't
Breathe Breathe (Yea)
How was that rate
Me Me (Yea)
Run it back girl
Please Please (Yea)
Out of fuel on
E E (Yea)
Time to nap go
Sleep Sleep
Tell her to whine it all on ya boy
Know you want to play me like a toy
Tell her to drop it low and low and low and low and low and low
I pull up to party
Girl where you at where you at where you at (Ha)
I want to get naughty
Let's hit the sack hit the sack (Yea)
I love how you ride it
Girl just like that just like that (Uh)
Now tell me you want it
Shake shake that ass shake that ass (Oo)
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Hahaha
This that real yard shit
And low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low
Oo
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low and low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low
But tell me what you fiening for
Saw her hoping the turnstile (Oo yea)
In the concrete jungle
Ohhh
Ready to stumble ready to rumble
Baby are you fit enough
Tell me what you wanna do
Tell ya what I think of you
Then we back to the crib for the foreplay (Oo)
Yea
Shawty from LA where the sun is up
Surrounded by people where they always have their hair in buns
Baby well my gun is up
Locked and loaded
Give you backshots fill ya up where ya holes is
Know I'm on top and she grippin where my rose is
Clawing at my back like a dog tryna go in
Speak another language yea she gotta be foreign
Dominicana Colombiana was my old bitch
Shhh
Cállate la boca boca
I know I stretch you out like it's yoga yoga (Oo)
Always make ya laugh I'm a jokah jokah (Oo)
Always make ya move like it's Drogba Drogba
Knocking on ya door like Jehova's witness
Cept you let me in and I slide up in it
Nasty with the pen when an "I" "s" ends it
You calling me yo daddy in the Spanish language
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low and low and low and low
Tell her to whine it slow
Tell her to drop it low and low (Low)
But tell me what you fiening for
Grab ya neck and
Squeeze Squeeze (Yea)
Time to crack spread
Cheeks Cheeks (Yea)
Bend ya back towards
Me Me (Yea)
Out of breathe can't
Breathe Breathe
How was that rate
Me Me (Yea)
Run it back girl
Please Please (Uh)
Out of fuel on
E E (Yea)
Time to nap go
Sleep Sleep
Baby I'm down not out (Yea)
Need a break after rounds
Your body I've almost got it figured out now
Baby I'm drowning out
Your waters drippin around
Give me the chance to show what I'm about now
I pull up to party
Girl where you at where you at
I want to get naughty
Let's hit the sack hit the sack (Yea)
I love how you ride it
Girl just like that just like that (Yea)
Now tell me you want it
Shake shake that ass shake that ass (Oo)
Grab ya neck and
Squeeze Squeeze (Yea)
Time to crack spread
Cheeks Cheeks (Yea)
Bend ya back towards
Me Me (Yea)
Out of breathe can't
Breathe Breathe (Yea)
How was that rate
Me Me (Yea)
Run it back girl
Please Please (Yea)
Out of fuel on
E E (Yea)
Time to nap go
Sleep Sleep
Tell her to whine it all on ya boy
Know you want to play me like a toy
Tell her to drop it low and low and low and low and low and low
I pull up to party
Girl where you at where you at where you at (Ha)
I want to get naughty
Let's hit the sack hit the sack (Yea)
I love how you ride it
Girl just like that just like that (Uh)
Now tell me you want it
Shake shake that ass shake that ass (Oo)
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Writer: Peter Miranda
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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Performed By: Sol Miranda
Length: 3:45
Written by: Peter Miranda

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