Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Down

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

First Verse,
down baby, let me be your yellow light
The way we met is wrong, let me say
You need a yellow light, a from this ghetto life
The way I make the haters want them yellow dice
She what matters is that Gucci, plus stilettos nice
And when you slap this ass, it shake Jello, right?
What I like, roll them cigarellos
I nicknamed her big chicken and yellow
Pretty skin, long blonde hair
She know they talking but she gon' care
when you roll with trash-talkers
That's what you hear
I can't what fall upon Lebron's ear.
Always been the girl that didn't to wait in line
Niggas buy her watches just for making
They say "give it up" I had to ask
her the stick up girl that never wore a mask
Baby, ain't you tired of life in fast lane?
Packing luggage, rushing, trying to catch the plane?
some dudes who take pride in trying to gas dames
The same will see her and give they last name
how I became the apple of her eye
She's from the South and I'm a rapper NY
Don't get me wrong: lil mama "Trap or Die"
But through it all she kept her watch on the 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 walked in strong, calming my nuts
I got em and stuck, she call me illin cut
You know me I can spot a swan a duck
My Smoother than an Armani tux
The diamonds going off like the alarm on a
Small talk, warming her up, her cup
She me I make her laugh and I'm charming as fuck
But for now she had to go, the chat just changed
She was chilling, now she leaving, was kinda strange
Asked "can we again?" She said "that can be arranged"
And I'm sure we both have phone numbers that can be
We did, she and that will be explained
But for now she into a Platinum-colored Range