Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down

Hook,
be your #1 fan, but from the stage
Know it's hard to see way up in the
I understand, but
I could be that one man, but you juggle
Way too many of them with one
I understand, but

First Verse,
Slow baby, let me be your yellow light
The way we met is wrong, let me say
You need a light, a break from this ghetto life
The way I roll the haters want them yellow dice
She said what matters is that Gucci, stilettos nice
And you slap this ass, it shake like Jello, right?
What I like, roll them tight
I nicknamed her big chicken and rice
Pretty brown skin, long blonde
She know talking but she never gon' care
Cause when you roll trash-talkers
That's what you gon'
I can't imagine what fall Lebron's ear.
Always been the that didn't have to wait in line
Niggas buy her watches for making time
They say "give it up" I had to ask
Call her the stick up girl that never a mask
Baby, ain't you tired of life in this fast
Packing luggage, rushing, trying to catch the last
There's some dudes who take pride in to gas dames
The same dudes see her and give they last name
Funny how I the apple of her eye
She's from the and I'm a rapper from NY
Don't get me lil mama love "Trap or Die"
But it all she kept her watch on the dapper guy
And fell in with a 2009 verse
She before we met, I fucked her in her mind first
We crossed paths, a mixture of karma and
I in strong, mentally calming my nuts
I got em and stuck, she call me illin cut
You know me I can spot a from a duck
My Smoother than an Armani tux
The diamonds going off the alarm on a truck
Small talk, her up, palming her cup
She told me I make her laugh and I'm as fuck
But for now she had to go, the chat just changed
She was chilling, now she leaving, that was strange
Asked "can we meet again?" She "that can be arranged"
And I'm sure we both have phone numbers can be exchanged
We did, she and that will be explained
But for now she into a Platinum-colored Range