Xian - Low Rider
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Low Rider

CHORUS

We ride lower than even the lowest
Viper leaves sparks in the turn
I keep a close eye on my loved ones in the mirrors
Low Rider looks down from below
We ride lower than even the lowest
Viper leaves sparks in the turn
I keep a close eye on my loved ones in the mirrors
Low Rider looks down from below
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Hey boy
We ride in a crowd
In this mood
Without pressing the gas to the floor
We'll decide later
Coilover or air
I see the sky as if in a mirror on the hood
If you wanted to go even lower
I'd go down to the subway
Into the very depths
Wanted to be like me - I sawed off the springs
There shouldn't be many strollers, love one
By magic
With a light hand
I slowed down in front of a speed bump, I'm already used to it
Hey people, catch my verse
And in the meantime, I'll keep moving in In the slums of these cities
Let the gas tank save up for a Ferrari
And I'm sitting on a steam room with dreams of 20-year-old Rotisserie cars
And let the car hop from the speakers
For now, at least everyone overtakes on the autobahn
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CHORUS

We're lower than even the lowest
The Viper leaves sparks on the turn
I'm keeping a close eye on my loved ones in the mirrors
A low rider is looking down from above
We're lower than even the lowest
The Viper leaves sparks on the turn
I'm keeping a close eye on my loved ones in the mirrors
A low rider is looking down from below
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Do you hear street noise? No, but I don't hear it either
I remember the first time I climbed onto the roof
of cars
Wait, where are you in such a hurry?
This is a busy niche of this sweet Life
Young guys are trying to be lower
Quiet, listen, can you hear? Pssssss
Exhaled, Peugeot from Paris
Come closer
Bend over, check your documents, dear traffic cop
And I'm driving through the city at night
The locking dog unpleasantly catches my beard
You'll say, "Yeah, it's so expensive to travel, why are you?"
You won't understand, baby, until you try it yourself
Acrid, acrid smoke
Only me and him
I'll be single
A passenger, let's say
I choose newer, jazzier waves
I'm like tires, going bald with age
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CHORUS

We drive lower than even the lowest
A Viper leaves sparks in the turn
I keep a close eye on my loved ones in the mirrors
A low rider looks from below, from under his brows
We drive lower than even the lowest
A sparks in the turn Viper
I keep a close eye on my loved ones in the mirrors
Lowrider looks down from under his brows