Oh, but if you want to win it You win my heart Yeah, you get it all You make my motor run Just go faster, faster, don't be slow Rev it up, rev it up 'til your engine blows You win my love, yeah you're number one

Get low, get get get low Low, low, low, low, low, low, low Get, get, get low when the whistle go Get, get, get, get low when the whistle go Barbes, yallah habibi Get, get, get, get low Get, get, get, get low.

Come together right now over me Here come ol' flat top He come groovin' up slowly He's got Joo Joo eyeball He one holy roller He got hair down to his knees Got to be a joker he just do what he please He wear no shoeshine He's got toe jam football

So deep as the night draws in And we'll be slow honey lovers 'til the clocks go forward again We can hide under sheets, under heavy covers Again, again, again yeah Darkness bleeding in, the sun is getting low No diamonds in the trees, only leaves of gold

One nation under a groove Gettin' down just for the funk of it One nation and we're on the move Nothin' can stop us now Getting down for the one which we believe in Ready or not, here we come So wide you can't get around it So low you can't get under it

Cuz they are the ones that you fear most All this and you trade it in for nothing The time has finally come you get a mouth full You only act on greed and by your actions this is proof And can't you see the flowers dying all around you Got your hands in

One, here's what you do Now my name's Ludacris but please, meet my crew Two, say, there's no time to play Bring a box of Magnums and get blown away, hey Three, there's no changing me I'm a pimp for most and it's plain to see Four, I'm so glad if he made

Feel like throwin' in the towel, don't be a fool Below the belt That's how it'll always be Hold your head up high, look 'em in the eye Never say die Ow get up, get up and make it work They're out to knock you out n' put you down for the count Hey, watch

So hold up and, take it through the night And we should follow through, to make it alright Now grab each others' hands, get 'em all I wanna see you rock to the piano It's not hard, (it's not hard) But I'd rather make a song they can play on the radio

Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight I pray the Lord my soul to keep Say your prayers little one Don't forget, my son To include everyone Tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Till the sandman he comes