Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sun up, sun down Sun up, sun down Sun up, sun down Sun up, sun down Sun up, sun down Sun up, sun down Sun up, sun down Yeah,
whiplash, I took off so fast The sun roof was open , the music was high And this girl's hand was steadily moving up my thigh She had opened up three
could be down for life Have a couple kids and make you my wife, baby You're beautiful, lady My beautiful, so wonderful, I love you so Oh, we could be down
is lower, turn the mics up) Our music keeps you movin', what are you provin'? (Turn that shit all the way up, yeah) You know that I'm two levels above you, baby (Music
have tonight But 'til the morning sun, you're mine, all mine Play the music low And sway to the rhythm of love Play the music low And sway to the music
wrapped up in music With a star gaze on her face You know she's got it Come on down, come on, work me, baby And she never ever gonna let it go Come on down
get lost in tonight And make it all light up Wait until the sun goes down We gon' make this bitch light up Even when the sun goes down I'm gon' make
[Chorus] Warriors! Come Out And Play! X2 Warriors Ey Ey x3 Gd Up From The Feet Up ABCDEF Im A G To The End The End Of The Road But Back In The Kitchen
tech over techno, bizarre, from ? bizarre, ? bizarre, ? every position, bizarre Girl slow it down, matter of fact turn around Bag it up, break it down, you know how we get down
doors, hopping out of Porsches Popping up on Forbes lists, gorgeous, hold up Niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold up
, hopping out of Porsches Popping up on Forbes lists, gorgeous Hold up, niggas thought I lost it, they be talking bullshit I be talking more shit, they nauseous Hold up
, ooh, yeah You're so bright like a dream You burn up everything We might make a scene Ignite gasoline When the music goes up And the sun goes down
will I be before I come of age for you? I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. I get up, I get down. IV. Seasons Of Man Anderson/Howe The time
]) I get up, I get down I get up, I get down I get up, I get down Get up, get down Get up, get down Aaa aaa aaa aaa aaa aaa aaa The time between the
dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the course you're running. Down at the edge, round
about the tick-tock And the world is full of music, dreams and lovers There ain't nothin' like the summer There ain't nothin' like the summer The sun goes down
