Low low low Low low low Low low low Low low low Oh we're so powerful Watch these giants collide So individual Will we ever find peace of mind Low low
verse 1 hear, hear the noise that moves so soft and slow that's the sound of freshly fallen snow your love is gold, your love is gold seems, seems as
to ape, we'll learn to fly Low low low Oh, we're so powerful Watch these giants collide So individual, will we ever find peace of mind Low low low
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slime to ape, we'll learn to fly Low low low Oh, we're so powerful Watch these giants collide So individual, will we ever find peace of mind Low low low
feat. Battle Loco (The Federation), Marty James (One Block Radius), Nino Brown Chorus: Marty James I took the top off My black sixteen Yeah I'm a hand
Do you want to get nasty I dare you to undress me Baby, let me know if you wanna roll With this hip hop star Baby I'm gone flow with my pants down low
Where you think you goin. Verse 6: lord have mercy Chief gunnin to. Splash rain potters pooves. Fuck is you. start stand peach. Chuff for choose. Scoffer booves. Now low
excuse me If I'm misbehaving, oh I'm trying keep my hands off But you're begging me for more Round round round Give a low low low Let the time time pass
Girl please excuse me If I’m misbehaving, oh I’m trying keep my hands off But you’re begging me for more Round round round Give a low low low Let the
s I'm the boss of the game with the money and fame All these, naked women that pop Champaign And these, marble floors stay high as Rick James If you know
If they dont let us in were gonna bust the door [Chorus] Ay yo, I know that your feelin to stay close First call me up, Then maybe we can just lay low
X2 They goin' high heel shoes, me and my girls rocking Jimmy Choo's They think that benzel's fun, we roll out like we're the girl James Bond Now we
Girl, please excuse me If I'm misbehaving, oh I'm trying keep my hands off But you're begging me for more 'Round, 'round, 'round Baby, low, low, low
"bow!" Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go "bow!" See him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' crouch, Rick James
you won the lotto Lamborghini, Vergato my matchin' on the throttle My motto is snatch, your motto with my latto is a lot Insane my game is like James
my way Which was bleak and gray, oh dear Living in here One hundred years of rain Such a drag This riches to rags With just myself to blame A dirty low
