Yvng Houdini & Jazzy - Slow It Down Lyrics

Slow it down (Slow it down!)
Rule the game like a king, yonu see the crown? (See the crown!)
These Rappers are compared to me only clowns (Only clowns!)
They ignored us but they wanna hang with us now (Hang with us now!)
Slow it down (Slow it down!)
Rule the game like a king, you see the crown? (See the crown!)
These Rappers are compared to me only clowns (Only clowns!)
They ignored us but they wanna hang with us now (They wanna hang with us now!)
I been going way too hard on this shit (on this shit!)
I been flowin' way too dark on this bitch (on this bitch!)
I been going way too hard on this shit (shit!)
'Cause i been flowin' way too dark on this bitch (Woo-Hoooo!!)
Banger comin' back in the game we 'bout to do the snappin' again
I don't wanna do the trappin again 'cause thats too slow man I'm crashin the lane
Flow too hard soul too dark but i been gettin' money now
Sold my heart for a yard atleast I'm on my first try now
Yes! I'm bout to get this shit, woah woah! (woah!)
Yes! I'm bout to set the ship, woah woah! (woah!)
Yes! Houdini on the list, woah woah! (woah!)
Yes! It's Jazzy on the beat, woah woah! (woah!)
I slow it down like a bitch
I go on the low 'cause you know what time it is
I said i slow it down like a bitch
I go on the low 'cause you know what time it is (OK?)
S-S-S-Slow it down (Slow it down!)
Rule the game like a king, you see the crown? (See the crown!)
These Rappers are compared to me only clowns (Only clowns!)
They ignored us but they wanna hang with us now (They wanna hang with us now!)
I been going way too hard on this shit (on this shit!)
I been flowin' way too dark on this bitch (on this bitch!)
I been going way too hard o this shit (shit!)
'Cause i been flowin' way too dark on this bitch (Woo-Hoooo!, bitch!)
Jazzy the Man, hop out the van, you're after this song my stan
I got a plan, you are my fan, I'm staying forever young like Peter Pan
Rappers are counting their bands, I keep chilling with my friends
You know, I don't make amends
Performing magic tricks, alakazam
This track's an a-bomb, kabam!
Jazzy blesses your headphones with beautiful melodies
King Author like Capital Steez, My homie better rest in peace
Your girl gets down on her knees, she say i'm pretty, girl please
Leave me alone, Flipp Dinero playing on my beats
Ain't nobody here to stop me on my run
Jazzy not here to joke, this shit's no fun
Only need a pen and paper, f*ck a gun
Everybody knows on the mic I'll be the number one
Woo-Hoooo!