Style

I find a nice, steez bank steel loving bill

I bet you wanna feel skills

Might oblige you

Can you fix her? 'Cause I wanna make you drown

Down in here, enough to die

This is what I came in for

Come all it to me

I wanna see ya, I wanna feel

I wanna squeeze, I wanna please

Get on your knees, I wanna wish

Here for the shorties

I would drop the molly right now

Hitting the ice child

We're moving under world

(Click on the motion, we are slow motion)

(We are slow motion, we are slow motion)

(Click on the motion, we are slow motion)

(Click it baby three more times, I need your motion)

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

(One, two, three, I just wanna let it be)

(Din don in too deep, I'm in too deep)

(I have to work it free)

(Topless to the water, warmer than summer)

(Till dawn, I would love to do my promo)

(I'm giving my style)

I wanna dream team, walking on the chilly blow

Let me go around, sit I'm breaking down his style

And do we have face, mommas loving you big base

It's dragging, dragging it deep

Float down gulf stream

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile

Giving up, giving up style

Rolling up, rolling up mile