Nirvana - Bas, 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, through

Forever might not need no wedding ring

Nowhere I’d rather be but here with you

This world, the 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, through

Forever might not need no wedding ring

Nowhere I’d rather be but here with you

This world, the seven seas, the heavens too

No part of it I see compare with you