Isabella Summers
Countdown (Isa Machine Remix)
[Chorus]
Oh, killin' me softly
And I'm still fallin'
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh (Oh), you got me all gone
Don't ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly (Say it real loud, say it real loud)
If you leave me, you out of your mind

[Post-Chorus]
Ten (London, speed it up)
Nine
Eight (London, speed it up)
Seven
Six (London, speed it up)
Five
Four (London, speed it up, speed it up, speed it up)
Three, two, one

[Verse 1]
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 that chain
Still all up on each other, ain't a damn thing change
My girls can't tell me nothin', 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, meet him at the finish line
[Pre-Chorus]
Me and my boo, and my boo, boo ridin' (Ah)
All up in that black with his chick right beside him (Ah)
Ladies, if you love your man (Ah), show him you the fliest (Ah)
Grind up on it, girl (Ah), show him how you ride it (Oh)
Me and my boo, and my boo, boo ridin' (Ah)
All up in that black with his chick right beside him (Ah)
Ladies, if you love your man, show him you the fliest
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it (Oh)

[Chorus]
Killin' me softly
And I'm still fallin' (Oh)
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh (Oh), you got me all gone (Ooh, woah)
Don't ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me, you out of your mind

[Post-Chorus]
Ten (Out of your mind, London, speed it up)
Nine (Out of your mind)
Eight (Out of your mind, London, speed it up)
Seven (Out of your mind)
Six (Out of your mind, London, speed it up)
Five
Four (London, speed it up, speed it up, speed it up)
Three, two, one
[Outro]
(Watch it)
Ah, ah
Oh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Damn, I think I love that boy, do anything for that boy
Boy
Grind up on it, girl, show him how you ride it
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ah
Girls can't tell me nothin', I'm gone in the b-b-brain
Gone in the brain, gone in the brain (Ah)
Gone in the, gone in the, gone in the b-b-brain
Oh