Slow Down Marqus Clae (Ft. Ace B-47 & Master P)

[Intro]
Marqus Clae
The ghetto poet
All y'all hoes movin' too fast, y'all need to slow it down
Baby, can you slow it down, baby, please

[Chorus]
Baby, slow down
You can move it like a Porsche on a highway
Baby, slow down
You movin' too fast, you movin' too fast, whoa
Baby, slow down
Too fast, too fast
Baby, slow down
Too fast, too fast
Baby, slow down
Too fast, too fast
Baby, slow down
You can move it like a Porsche on a highway, yay, yay

[Verse 1]
You need to slow it, you movin' like locomotives
I think you had too much potion, you makin' it hard to focus
She say I'm the dopest but that's what I was molded to be
I got these bitches breaking they necks to get closest to me
But see, all that was before college
I make the horse holler, on that plane floor us with four pilots
The way she killin' me, I think I'ma need four doctors
Stroke so willingly, leave her shaking, she so naughty