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I see RC's in my dreams but I can't drive them
Mortons in the heat they zoom fast right by them
Mine must be dead because it's not moving as fast
I drift a corner but I still land in last
Shut it down, bottle up
Keep the ball moving 'round
Shut it down, bottle up
Keep the ball moving 'round
The ball moving 'round
The ball moving 'round
The ball moving 'round
The ball moving 'round
Somebody call TLC 'cause that's not what to wear
I need to change my face, I need to fix all of my hair
Now step back, gonna roll the ball
When it hits the alley gonna knock 'em all
Pins down, that's what's up
Step back, relax
You choose another lane
Get lonesome, you're lost
Get wind and out your brain, oh
That's what you get when you play against the king
That's what you get when you play against the ooh-ooh
That's what you get when you play against the king
That's what you get when you play against the ooh-ooh king
King play all