Slow Down

[Refrain: Fabolous] Wanna be your number one fan But from the stage Know it's hard to see way up in the stands I understand, but damn I understand, but damn Wishin' I could be that one man, but you juggle Way too many of them with one hand I understand, but damn I understand, but damn [Verse 1: Fabolous] Slow down baby, let me be your yellow light The way we met is wrong, let me say hello right You need a yellow light, a break from this ghetto life The way I roll make the haters want to yell, no dice She said what matters is that you keep those stilettos nice And when you slap this ass, it shake like Jello, right What I like, roll them cigarellos tight I nick-named her big chicken and yellow rice Pretty brown skin, long blonde hair And she know they talking but she never gon' care Cause when you ballin' trash talk is what you gon' hear I can't imagine what would fall upon LeBron's ear Always been the girl that didn't have to wait in line Niggas buy her watches just for making time Fakes say "give it up" I never had to ask Call her the stick up girl that never wore a mask Baby, ain't you tired of life in this fast lane? Packing luggage, rushing, trying to catch the last plane? There's some dudes who take pride in trying to gas dames The same dudes will see her and give they last name Funny how I became the apple of her eye The game went South and I'm a rapper from NY Don't get me wrong: lil mama love "Trap or Die" But through it all she kept her watch on the dapper guy And fell in love with a 2009 verse She said before we met, I fucked her in her mind first We crossed paths, a mixture of karma and luck I walked in strong, mentally palming my nuts I got em swarming and stuck, she calm in the cut You know me, I can spot a swan from a duck My approach? Smoother than an Armani tux The diamonds going off like the alarm on a truck Small talk, warming her up, palming her cup She told me I make her laugh and I'm charming as fuck But for now she had to go The chat just quickly changed She was chillin', now she leavin' That was kinda strange Asked can we meet again She said that can be arranged And I'm sure we both have phone numbers that can be exchanged We did, she slid, but that'll be explained But for now she hopped into a Platinum-colored Range [Verse 2: Trey Songz] Ohhhhhhhhh ohhhhh Ya see baby You gotta get ya mind right while there is still time left You know, life. more than VIP sections and flight confirmations You jump star to star, got your own constellation I ain't tryna say, shit, maybe i am… …never follow your heart You’re sure to lose your mind if you never follow your heart You need to slow down (yeah baby, you need to slow down) [x2] Slow down You need to slow down You need to slow, you need to slow, you need to slow down (you need to slow, you need to slow) Baby, forreal you need to slow it on down