Go Slow

I go bananas
I don't got no manners
Everybody looking crazy damn
They don't understand us
What you mean i ain't yo man
oof
Then what are we planning
I got island getaways you can't stay away from the mess that I manage

Pretty corazon I wrap it bandage
Backward on panties
She want a 100 giving her pennies
1 2 3 snakes
And I'm counting em plenty
Please don't try to be fake
Cause it kinda offend me

Where you going I got that good good
All her friends say if he could then he would
All my friends meet a end I knock on wood
That I grow up with people that wish me good wish me good

Where you going I got that good good
All her friends say if he could then he would
All my friends meet a end I knock on wood
That I grow up with people that wish me good wish me good

Contemplation on the spaceships
Motivation have to make sense
Cause if you feel loved you don't really need some
And if you feel safe why you gotta bleed some
I'm seeing green jealousy and the greed dumb
Stupid little man she don't really wanna speed up

Go slow
It's cold
Got a pound hold it down if you need some
Turn around pretty smile Miss Bonita
I'm so perplexed why anybody would leave ya
Soul hot red you don't even need a heater

I'm going stupid
I'm done with excuses
Know I had a grip on you but
I hope that it loosens
All your energy set it free
I hope you don't lose it
Don't poor me poor him
Or Pour the kahlua in

Get a little pink Hennessy if you really want it
I could be like Jodeci see you in the morning
If you give me your number I promise that I'll call it
I know my heart ain't on my sleeve just In case you want it

Where you going I got that good good
All her friends say if he could then he would
All my friends meet a end I knock on wood
That I grow up with people that wish me good wish me good
Where you going I got that good good
All her friends say if he could then he would
All my friends meet a end I knock on wood
That I grow up with people that wish me good wish me good

Contemplation on the spaceships
Motivation have to make sense
Cause if you feel loved you don't really need some
And if you feel safe why you gotta bleed some
I'm seeing green jealousy and the greed dumb
Stupid little man she don't really wanna speed up

Go slow
It's cold
Got a pound hold it down if you need sum
Turn around pretty smile Miss Bonita
I'm so perplexed why anybody would leave ya
Soul hot red you don't even need a heater



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Writer(s): Anthony Cabrera
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