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
Preklad: James. Nízka Nízka.
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
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
my rent. tan my hide. Sweet call of the countryside Go down slow. open wide. I did my time And it changed my mind I'm satisfied oh. I got so low down
is baby blue They powder blue, yo' shit's is hotter You hotter with them frames on Nigga, you James Bond and you stay low You know my style babe bro,
thing go pop everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop you see him standing on the furniture doing his thing tell the club owner, fuck yo' crouch, Rick James
a brother smoke Let me roll We want your mind to blow Just got some things to do Back on the creep after losin' some change Seen my partner [unverified], Big Chief and James
his mouthpiece front teeth got locked inside my knuckle He grabbed the belt buckle, attempt to catch me with a couple of low blows to the nuts, on ringside
addicted to the Polaroids And i gave these niggas more lines than Corduroy And my bitches be gorgeous boy Showtime i hope you recordin boy Im out here Boldy James
to the Polaroids And i gave these niggas more lines than Corduroy And my bitches be gorgeous boy Showtime i hope you record em boy Im out here Boldy James
