Songtexte:
Lady Bird Walk Real Slow

walk real slow Hereby I fall And if you walk real slow Hereby I'll call your name And if you walk real slow Hereby I fall And if you walk real slow

the doorway waiting for a sign To stop me in some way from crossing the line And if you walk real slow Hereby I fall And if you walk real slow Hereby

to step, the ladies pimp, the Don Peter 380, concealin' 'Gnac, pussy beater Bitch bring a heater if it's cold outside (bi-atch!) You better walk if I

slow stray bullets nigga, we Brett Favre'n them You gots to chill, and let your conscience be free Lil' boy, obviously y'all ain't fuckin' with Ky' You see I stays real

dem gangstaz, I creep with the gangstaz Crack a dutch or Philly and chief chief with the gangstaz I stay with a lady, she stay with a lady They makin

got close and it was almost one She kissed me slow, but you know how far a kiss can go F*ck around and miss the show So I told her to hold that thought real

y'all live Get busy on these niggas Hey look, I'm trying to sell mad gravy So I get birds from my crew and make Erykah Badu my "Bag Lady" You that crazy

English Passed some pretty gals, I told my boy to slow down Man your rides a piece of junk, the window won't roll down We didn't get no play, from the ladies

shoes), dark blue pants (uh) Four, five bitches and they all wanna dance I don't get down bitch, that ain't my program I don't hold hands and I don't slow jam (uh uh) I sleep walk