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Let's go (let's go) I don't really rap, I just talk and it rhymes Look real cool, but I'm awkward inside I don't really dance, just walk with a stride Don't go out, so I'm often outside W-Y-D? Girl I'm chilling Where can you find me? Mind your business Pre-heat the oven, give you some loving Can't be long girl, don't burn the biscuits This ain't a game, it's a passion I keep it frozen, I'm lasting, cold as Alaskan I got no L's to my name, ain't no Samuel Jackson I'm in a whole different bracket So who the ones going crazy? We the ones Who the ones never breaking? We thŠµ ones Who the ones nŠµver stop 'til it's done? Gonna rock 'til the sunrise blazing? We the ones You been on my mind a couple days, now that's a problem Looking good in every type of way now, top to bottom Wait a sec, I ain't even break a sweat Told 'em I'm the greatest yet, why they gotta take offense? Ah sh- Yeah, got me feeling like John Wick, uh Going pop when I drop this, yeah Turn the stage to a mosh pit, whoa Let it go, let it go They call me Simon 'cause they do what I'm saying Sliding left, sliding right, I hit the groove on occasion Let's go Ayy, got me feeling like John Wick, uh Going pop when I drop this, yeah Turn the stage to a mosh pit, whoa Let it go, let it go, whoa Got me feeling like John Wick, uh Going pop when I drop this, yeah Turn the stage to a mosh pit, yeah Let it go, let it go Sagde til min bror: "Go get it, for det' kun os, der ka' mƦtte os selv" Ude i kulden vi gik sĆ„ lƦnge Simpelt, det' jo os, der spil' PĆ„ Ć©n time, gi'r dig bangers, der vil SĆ„ hvis du show up, sĆ„ sĆørger jeg for show love Fra et lille vƦrelse, lad os se, hvor vi nĆ„ op Hun vil ha' det tip-top, sĆ„ hun fĆ„r mere end nok Ikk' tag min godhed forgivet, mmh-mmh-mmh (hah) Sikker pĆ„, min' dance moves, de topper Og sikker pĆ„, den lille tegning, han flopper (yeah) Og sikker pĆ„, at shelri, hun gern' vil gĆ„ Det' derfor, hun' ved min side; det' derfor, hun ikk' stopper (nah) International, I plot the pin (yessir) Invester mit brĆød, og sĆ„ forsvind (cash) LƦg en plan, og fĆølg den og sĆ„ vind Hvis der' snak om qali, sĆ„ cash in Cash in, som min bror sagde det (bow, bow) Living life like a savage Og det' lige her, det gĆ„r (bow, bow) Yeah, got me feeling like John Wick, uh Going pop when I drop this, yeah Turn the stage to a mosh pit, whoa Let it go, let it go They call me Simon 'cause they do what I'm saying Sliding left, sliding right, I hit the groove on occasion Let's go (whoo!) Ayy, got me feeling like John Wick, uh Going pop when I drop this, yeah Turn the stage to a mosh pit, whoa Let it go, let it go, whoa Got me feeling like John Wick, uh Going pop when I drop this, yeah Turn the stage to a mosh pit, yeah Let it go, let it go
Writer(s): Connor Price Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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