Slow It Down Featuring Hodgy Beats
Tyler The Creator Lyrics
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Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing bombs
With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know it's on
Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms
Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons
Hodgy Beats is like limp balm
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell your big moms
Haters must be starving nowadays I make California Vietnam
And I'm going to embalm my creativity
Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this shit I'm on
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, yeah
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, where's the bass?
Could you bring the keys? Yeah
Turn it up, nigga where's the bass?
Drop the drums
Pink chinchilla, something like thrilla
My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda
But I ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
I'm never the winner, always the loser
I don't choose to win, but I will choose her
Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna
I never use a fork I always spoon her
Go nuts, instrumental flow much
European model white bitch is eating donuts
Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch
Making shit come like I'm go-go gadget
I'm mental, it's instrumental
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, yeah
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Bring the keys, oh my God
Turn it up nigga, where's the bass?
Could you bring the keys? Yeah
Turn it up, nigga where's the bass?
Drop the drums
Yo, bubble gum that Reese's Pieces
You fail at life, I'll mug your teachers
I've got Muslims calling on Jesus
I fucked Kelly, where is Regis?
Found Alicia, now she keyless
Cold as ice, and now I'm creamless
Murdered every bod from my squad
So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so prestigious
The lyrics in Tyler The Creator/Mike G's song "Slow It Down" are full of metaphors and wordplay, allowing listeners to interpret them in different ways. The first verse talks about their explosive and powerful impact on the music industry, comparing themselves to thunderstorms that make people's feet wet and funky in their underarms. They are too powerful for people's ears, throwing bombs and having exclusive access to the channel, which signifies their influence and control. They don't care about people's reactions and can even make them cry in front of their mothers if they talk shit. Hodgy Beats is compared to limp balm, which can be interpreted as his music having a soothing and healing effect on people.
In the second verse, Tyler talks about his luxurious lifestyle, wearing a pink chinchilla and bathing ape t-shirts. He is full of confidence and doesn't care about people's opinions, even if they are all hype like drinking a cup of Splenda. He is always the loser in his own eyes but chooses to win over a woman's heart. He is playful and sexual, using metaphors to describe his sexual prowess and comparing his spoon to a fork. He is also aggressive towards his critics, calling them faggots and hoping his record makes them stab people with colored pencils.
Overall, the song is an expression of Tyler and Mike G's egotistical and confident personalities. They are not afraid to be themselves and express their thoughts and desires, no matter how controversial or vulgar they may seem.
Line by Line Meaning
We come through throbbing like thunder storms
We arrive with great intensity and power, like a thunderstorm
Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms
Our presence causes people to sweat profusely and become uncomfortable
I'm too explosive for your ears like I'm throwing bombs
My music is so intense that it may be overwhelming to your ears
With the exclusive on the channel, bitch I know it's on
My music is being broadcasted exclusively and I know it's popular
Niggas get mad like cheerleaders, they throw they pom-poms
Some people get upset easily like cheerleaders throwing their pom-poms
Suck a dick, eat salaam getting they nails done in salons
Insulting those who get their nails done while also being homophobic
Hodgy Beats is like limp balm
Comparing Hodgy Beats to a product that is ineffective against something
If you talk shit, I'll make you cry and tell your big moms
If someone talks negatively about us, I'll make them cry and tell their mother
I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
Boasts about his hygiene while at the same time insulting people
Haters must be starving nowadays I make California Vietnam
People who don't like him are unable to handle his style of music and it causes conflict
And I'm going to embalm my creativity
Into a CD-ROM, so you can feel this shit I'm on
Plans to store his innovative and unique music into a CD-ROM for others to experience
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Asks for the bass to be turned up louder
Bring the keys, yeah
Asks for the keyboard sound to be added
Turn it up, where's the bass?
Asks for the bass to be turned up louder
Bring the keys, oh my God
Asks for the keyboard sound to be added with excitement
Turn it up nigga, where's the bass?
Asks for the bass to be turned up louder in a more aggressive tone
Could you bring the keys? Yeah
Politely asks for the keyboard sound again
Turn it up, nigga where's the bass?
Asks for the bass to be turned up louder again with more aggressiveness
Drop the drums
Asks for the drums to be added or intensified
Pink chinchilla, something like thrilla
Describing his unique style with the comparison to something lavish and exciting
My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla
Describing his clothing as elaborate and slightly ridiculous
You niggas all hype like you drink a cup of Splenda
Insulting people for being too excited or fake
But I ate the whole plate like a fat bitch dinner
Boasts about how much he can consume
I'm never the winner, always the loser
Describes himself as not being successful
I don't choose to win, but I will choose her
Prefers to focus on women instead of success
Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna
Uses a vulgar phrase to allude to his sexual prowess
I never use a fork I always spoon her
Continues the vulgar sexual allusion
Go nuts, instrumental flow much
Encourages the instrumentalists to improvise or experiment with the music
European model white bitch is eating donuts
Describes a sexual fantasy with a specific type of woman
Fuck you faggots, I'm with a fat bitch
Uses a homophobic slur before boasting about his sexual conquest
Making shit come like I'm go-go gadget
Uses a euphemism for ejaculation and references a cartoon character's ability to produce various tools from his body
I'm mental, it's instrumental
Describes his mind as being crazy or unstable and how it influences his musical performance
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
Describes the sexual prowess of himself and his friends with a crude analogy
And I hope this record have you stabbing niggas with colored pencils
Wishes that his music inspires people to become aggressive or inspired to create
Yo, bubble gum that Reese's Pieces
Starts a new verse with a random phrase that may be nonsensical or comedic in nature
You fail at life, I'll mug your teachers
Threatening violence towards those who aren't successful
I've got Muslims calling on Jesus
Refers to the religious diversity of his fans
I fucked Kelly, where is Regis?
Boasts about having sex with a famous TV personality
Found Alicia, now she keyless
Continuing the sex references by saying he has taken someone's virginity
Cold as ice, and now I'm creamless
Compares himself to a cold, dark feeling while also adapting it to his sexuality
Murdered every bod from my squad
Boasts about being superior to others in his group
So technically, now I'm teamless, O.F. is so prestigious
Claims to no longer be associated with his former group, but also compliments them on their success
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: GERARD LONG, TYLER OKONMA
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