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Slow Gold

V5.5

[Intro - Talkbox FX, Rhodes & Guitar Tremolo] (Talkbox) Ooh yeah... low and slow baby... yeah... ridin' tonight (Soft Harmony) Sunday chrome in the midnight light, she don't rush she just rides right [Verse 1 - Soul Croon, Warm & Smooth] Candy paint drippin' like a summer rain, Forty spokes turnin' but she never in a hurry lane. Boulevard callin' out my name on the avenue, White wall whispers sayin' boy what you gon' do? Mama taught me patience, daddy taught me pride, You don't chase the road, you let the road decide. [Chorus - Full Doo-Wop Harmony, Lowrider Bounce] She's low, low rider, gold in the slow light, Cruisin' through the barrio on a warm night. Hands on the wheel, let the world pass by, We ain't in a rush, we just learnin' how to fly, Low and slow, low and slow. [Verse 2 - Same Groove, Bass Walks] Hydraulics breathin' like a heartbeat bump, Lift her up, let her down, never missin' nothin'. Three-wheel motion got the crowd in a trance, Old man on the corner with a nod like that's romance. It's more than metal, it's a memory lane, Every scratch a story, every shine through the pain. Pinstripes painted by my tio's hand, He said son respect the craft, respect the land. [Chorus 2 - With Talkbox Call & Response] She's low, low rider, gold in the slow light, Cruisin' through the barrio on a warm night, (Talkbox: Cruisin' baby, cruisin') Hands on the wheel, let the world pass by, We ain't in a rush, (Talkbox: We just ride, ride, ride) Low and slow, low and slow. [Verse 3 - Half-Sung Half-Flow, New School R&B] Late night dream in a 64 frame, Switches in my palm but I'm never playin' games. Neon from the corner store paint cherry red, hyna on the passenger, bandana on her head. They want fast life, we want that forever gleam, Keep the engine purrin', keep the chrome clean. This ain't just a car, this is prayer on wheels, Every boulevard bounce is how my city feels. [Chorus 3 - Breakdown to Big Lift, Strings In] She's low, low rider, gold in the slow light, Cruisin' through the barrio on a warm night. Hands on the wheel, let the world pass by, We ain't in a rush, we just learnin' how to fly, Low and slow... (whisper) low and slow. [Outro - Talkbox Solo & Falsetto Ad-libs] (Talkbox Lead) Low rider... don't you ever go... stay right here in the slow... yeah... (Falsetto) Ooh keep on ridin', keep on ridin' my love... Slow gold... slow gold... (fade on talkbox)