little thing called love. . The air is clear. Get out of here. Baby, *** your coat; let's take a ride. Hold on to me. And steal the breeze. Late into the night. Oh, yeah let's. . Glide, Ooo
. . Chorus La the Darkman. Nigga, we glide when we ride, don't choke when we smoke. Disrespect fam, yo ass gon' get smoked. We got real money, seven figure deal money. I'm in the Samuel Jackson, Time to
Hey! Hey!. Ab-boy blue, he's the King of the Groove. He got booster charged, Electra-Glide, high healed shoes. And he moves, and he grooves, yeah he grooves. Now Xuxu's a Queen, she's a Queen Bee
Hey! Hey!. Ab-boy blue, he's the King of the Groove. He got booster charged, Electra-Glide, high healed shoes. And he moves, and he grooves, yeah he grooves. Now Xuxu's a Queen, she's a Queen Bee
