Nirvana (feat. Falcons & B. Lewis)

Get you, get you on the floor Kitchen table, say no more Got you up against the door Run it up 'til the morning Never trippin', on the low Hit it fast, hit it slow Run it up 'til the morning I just gotta know Can we do this on the low Take it fast or take it slow Really doesn't matter anymore, baby Every time, my favorite times are wastin' time with you Love you sober, love you older, love you always, boo Forever might not need no wedding ring Nowhere I'd rather be but here with you This world of seven seas, the heavens too No part of it I see compare with you I just gotta know Can we do this on the low (Oh) Take it fast or take it slow Really doesn't matter anymore, baby Yeah That's a fact, scientific What's a Jordan with no Scottie Pippen? I'll be Scottie, baby, you the greatest Got no problems givin' you the praises Cop a drop for you, the new Mercedes You deserve the latest Bein' honest, I could loop you daily Baby, you is something like my favorite playlist But I could never play you like the stereo from Shea Stadium It ain't Shea Stadium, but these days It ain't rented and it auto-park And she got back like a photobomb Throw that ass back, no photoshop Independent, had to shoot my shot (Ayy) Uber Eats, big movie screens Shit, fuck, and sleep I could do this all day I just gotta know Can we do this on the low (Oh) Take it fast or take it slow Really doesn't matter anymore, baby Every time, my favorite times are wastin' time with you Love you sober, love you older, love you always, boo Forever might not need no wedding ring Nowhere I'd rather be but here with you This world of seven seas, the heavens too No part of it I see compare with you