Hey Nas, how ya doin'? Take my name, and my number But let's take, it, slow Point out my enemies, a girl who's into me But not a hype chick someone with proper energy Meanwhile, we'll be groovin' I can be, what you said That you need, I can be, all that

Ooh, when life moves this slowly Ooh, just try and let it go Mommy's in the kitchen cooking up something good And daddy's on the sofa, pride of the neighborhood My brother's in the ballet, it seems he's got it set And I'll be up at midnight with my

I wanna go home with you Home with you Why don't we find somewhere quiet? Too many cooks in the kitchen Too many fools here listening Yeah, we can do whatever you want to Come on and set the mood Yeah, we can go as slow as you want to

So we’re feeling like gold Ghost slowly faded, 14 carat plated Oh, oh, oh, oh, Slick Rick Gold, row fun, hella cold And we stay fresh, so fresh head to toe Today we’re feeling like gold, five hundred thousand sold Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Everything is gold,

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

I don't mind Through the window into my life There's this vine trying to climb There's this wine trying to find It's way from the bottle into my mind There's a black hole pulling me in I slowly bend till I see the back of my own sins I stole my soul from

Tell me to slow down if I'm goin' fast, girl I know you want me to sweat you I might undress you and run you a bath, girl 'Cause you've been a bad girl Girl, I still fuck with you even though you've been a bad girl You've been a bad girl I wanna teach

And I will go real slow with it, slow with it It's our first time Don't it feel good babe, don't it feel good babe 'Cause it's so brand new babe, it's so brand new babe Just go with it, go with it, go with it Go with it, go with it, go with it Oh babe,

Sometimes good intentions It’s all talk, talk, talk Talkin' in the wind It only slows you down If you start listenin' And it’s a whole lot harder to shine Don’t come across so well

You made it You played it Your shit is overrated Worn out and faded The weakness starts to show They've created the generation That we know Washed up and hated The system moves so slow