Lights, camera, action

Cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Ahhhh, ahhhhh
Ahhhh, ahhhhh
I'm feeling it (yeah, mmm)
I'm feeling it (yeah, mmm)
I'm feeling it (yeah, ayye)
I'm feeling it (yeah, ayye)
I'm feeling it (yeah)
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Money in my pocket
Baby girl give me top like a socket
Taking the top off the roof like a rocket
Drip in walk to the floor you can mop it, aye
Do you get it?
Took her to shop it in Paris
Diamonds galore they be gleaming
Thick in the calves like I'm Grealish, realist
I just wanna know
Becky, Keisha
Where you wanna go?
Spit on my mic you can get it for the low
X to the O we can play tag toe, yeah
When you get it you be popping
Everybody wanna take a shotout at your pocket
Fucking wit' a goon babygirl just stop it
I just wanna park it all up in your cockpit
Yeah
I'm a rockstar
Fired some shots
Now I'm a popstar
Lights, camera
Get them films rolling (I'm popping)
Lights, action
We getting real rowdy
Ohhh
We getting real rowdy
Cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low (I'm feeling it)
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low (I'm feeling it)
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low (I'm feeling it)
Cut the lights low
Ahhhh, ahhhhh
Ahhhh, ahhhhh
I'm feeling it (yeah, mmm)
I'm feeling it (yeah, mmm)
I'm feeling it (yeah, ayye)
I'm feeling it (yeah, ayye)
I'm feeling it (yeah)
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low
Cut the lights low
Baby cut the lights low



Credits
Writer(s): Ibrahim Kabba
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