Countdown letra
Beyoncé
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- Author Terius Nash, Shea Taylor, Beyoncé, Ester Dean, Cainon Lamb, Julie Frost, Michael Bivins, Nathan Morris, Wanya Morris
Countdown lyrics
Boy, oh, killing me softly
And I'm still falling
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh, you got me open
Don't ever let me go
Say you're real out of your block
If you leave me, you're out of your mind
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky seven
He kiss me in his six, we'd be making love in five
Still the one I go to four
I'm trying to make us three
From that two, still the one
There's ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad still got love
Dedicated to the one I love, hey
Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in the chain
Still all up on each other, ain't a damn thing change
My girls can't tell me nothing, I'm gone in the brain
I'm all up under him like it's cold, winter time
All up in the kitchen in my heels, dinner time
Do whatever that it takes, he got a winner's mind
Give it all to him and meet him at the finish line
Me and my boo and my boo boo riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it
Me and my boo and my boo boo riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it
Oh, killing me softly
And I'm still falling
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh, you got me open
Don't ever let me go
Say you're real out of your block
If you leave me, you're out of your mind
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky seven
He kiss me in his six, we'd be making love in five
Still the one I go to four
I'm trying to make us three
From that two, still the one
Put it on him, it ain't nothing that I can't do
Yup, I buy my own, if he deserve it buy his shit too
All up in the store, shorty, tricking if I want to
All up in the store, shorty, fly as we want to
Damn, I think I love that boy
Do anything for that boy
Boy, now I'll never be the same
You and me until the end
Me and my boo and my boo boo riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it
Me and my boo and my boo, lip locking
All up in the back 'cause the chicks keep flocking
All that gossip in 10 years, stopping
London, speed it up, Houston, rock it
Oh, killing me softly
And I'm still falling
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh, you got me open
Don't ever let me go
Say you're real out of your block
If you leave me, you're out of your mind
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky 7
He kiss me in his six, we'd be making love in five
Still the one I go to four
I'm trying to make us three
From that two, still the one