Lyrics Nirvana (with Falcons & B. Lewis) - Bas , B. Lewis , Falcons
Get
you,
get
you
on
the
floor
Kitchen
table,
say
no
more
Got
you
up
against
the
door
Turn
it
up,
to
the
morning
And
I
been
tripping
on
the
low
Hit
it
fast,
hit
it
slow
Really
love,
to
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?
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?
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.
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