Slo (Ft. Red Carpet Rich)

Yeah, yeah
Pull up
Park that
Don’t you start that
Damn
Now you feelin’ on the wood
Go on and spark that
Got me moving slow motion
Now I really can’t focus
But you can’t wait till we get home
Cause you soakin’
So I pull up
Park that

If you really want it
You can get it
(You can get it)
By the look in your eyes
You was wit it
(You was wit it)
And we could fuck in the whip
Cause it’s tinted
Tinted
Tinted…
Girl you know you fuckin’ wit the realest
You started wildin’
I was chillin’
I’ma, I’ma
Give you the business

Uh, hey
Ain’t make it to the crib
So I hit it in the car
Baby give me space
Cause I’m som’tin like a star
Whole lotta shots
Like I’m posted by the bar
If we hit the spot
Then gone know who we are
We keep it on the low
I know her man not far

Pull up and fuck in the backseat
I’m ballin’ hard like a athlete
I don’t be sweatin’ these hoes
I just run it up like a track meet
I ain’t been changin’ my clothes
Trappin’ in the same shit since last week
Pull up and serve you on a backstreet
Niggas be hoes if you ask me
All of my niggas on go
And them niggas so cold
But they know to clap heat

Yeah, yeah
Pull up
Park that
Don’t you start that
Damn
Now you feelin’ on the wood
Go on and spark that
Got me moving slow motion
Now I really can’t focus
But you can’t wait till we get home
Cause you soakin’
So I pull up
Park that