100 lyrics for "(Low as you go)"
What does it take to win your love for me? How can I make this dream come true for me? Oh, I just got to know, Oh, baby, 'cause I love you you so, Gonna blow for you you I've tried, I've tried, I've tried, I've tried in every way I could to make you you see how much
PlayGirl you've gotta slow it down I'm not tryna fall for you you I can't give it all to you you Oh the more that I tell her I'm not staying over Oh the more that I try to convince her this won't work The faster she takes off her clothes Even though I want to You've
PlayTurn up the music loud Take the T top down And let the chrome shine Cruise along the river side Feel the wind blow Through your hair through your toes Got your bare feet hanging out the window Oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh I saw a red Camaro today
PlayStraight out of nowhere Buried deep inside my past Hoping you'll be the last With the lights down low low Wrapped up like a baby And your hair hangs long Surrounding my face Love your warm embrace Hold me close don't let me go go
PlayDon't go go breaking my heart I won't go go breaking your heart I gave you you my heart Nobody knows it Don't go go breaking my When I was down I was your clown Right from the start I couldn't if I tried
Play(I got to keep movin', I can't stop) (Can't slow down) You see I (can't slow down) No I (can't slow down) Ooh girl I'm all fired up. I know what's on your mind. You feel you're wasting time. want to talk about it? You feel there's something wrong.
PlayCold wind blowing over your private parts I know a lack you've got and it makes a strong case for art billboard breasts, they Don't have a face, I know that fact you've got, no girl could ever trace lionized, smoking just a little too violently I know
Play(If I could fit the whole hood in the club) Hop in the low-rider, long as as you got bitches in the back (I turn it into a strip-club) Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass (If I could fit the hole world in the club) Tell the DJ to bang my
PlayYeah, I know it's a good life But I gotta keep moving Fall asleep in a comfort of nest The room is yellow and the windows are deadest white I smell the ghost of your dinner And the space heat is going like a miniature gate to hell I hear the dogs as as I
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