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Cold in the coupe listening to Ice-T Got diamonds in the back of the Caddil' Feeling too fly and a little tipsy Old school top down wearing burgundy Cold in the coupe listening to Ice-T Got diamonds in the back of the Caddil' Feeling too fly and a little tipsy Old school top down wearing burgundy Baby we can go to the moon Slow down can you feel the sound and the groove, Just want to get to know you better A little of gold on the record player I show you how we do in the Riviera She said she doesn't know the MIA Hu? One step, two steps and you bring it back Do the dance, like you live in the south of France Cold in the coupe listening to Ice-T Got diamonds in the back of the Caddil' Feeling too fly and a little tipsy Old school, top down wearing burgundy Cold in the coupe listening to Ice-T Got diamonds in the back of the Caddil' Feeling too fly and a little tipsy Old school, top down wearing burgundy I saw you peaking through the mirror I know you wanna feel the fever Let me show you how to turn your groove on, Un- Til the break of down Do you get the picture? No stress, no rush, take your time, and Move your body like the rhythm of the sea, I Just wanna ride a wave in the moonlight, hey Doesn't it sounds like a good time? Cold in the coupe listening to Ice-T Got diamonds in the back of the Caddil' Feeling too fly and a little tipsy Old school, top down wearing burgundy Cold in the coupe listening to Ice-T Got diamonds in the back of the Caddil' Feeling too fly and a little tipsy Old school, top down wearing burgundy
Writer(s): Raphael Fiorda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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