Lyrics of 'Countdown' by Sondre Lerche

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 all gone
Don't ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me you outta 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 be making love in (five)
Still the one I do this (four)
I'm trying to make us (three)
From tha (two)
He's 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 talks
Still love the way I sang
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain
Still love up on each other, ain't a damn thing changed
My girls can't tell me nothing I'm a 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
Doing whatever that it takes, he got a winner's mind
Give it all to him, meet him at the finish line

Me and my boo, and my boo, boo, ridin'
All up in the black with his chick right beside him
Ladies if you love your man show him you're the flyest
Grind up on it girl, show him how you ride it (2x)

Oh, killing me softly
And I'm still falling
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone
Don't ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me you outta 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 be making love in (five)
Still the one I do this (four)
I'm trying to make us (three)
From tha (two)
He's still the one

Yep I put it on him, it ain't nothing that I can't do
Yep I buy my own, if he deserve it buy his shit too
All up in the store shawty trickin if I want to
All up in the store shawty 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
It's you and me until the end

Me and my boo, and my boo, boo, ridin'
All up in the black with his chick right beside him
Ladies if you love your man show him you're 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 blocking
All that gossip been ten years stop it
London speed it up, Houston rocket

Oh, killing me softly
And I'm still falling
Still the one I need
I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone
Don't ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
If you leave me you outta 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 be making love in (five)
Still the one I do this (four)
I'm trying to make us (three)
From tha (two)
He's still the one