Low

Album: Pure THC: The Hustle Continues (2014)
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  • My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    She go low (she go low)
    My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    Used to tell her what you said, bro

    Me, Juicy J, get too many hoes
    Me, Juicy J, get too many flows
    Clique ballin' out like the '98 Lakers
    Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it
    Fly to Cancun on Sunday, land in France on Monday
    Faded at the fashion show, tryna grab a bitch off the runway
    I ain't even pack no clothes, nothin' but rubbers in my suitcase
    Laid her on the mic, menage with my model and her roommate
    And if I tip a bitch, we fuckin', it ain't no discussion
    It cost to be the boss, my n-gga you way outta your budget
    Who you playin' with lil homie? Your life won't cost me nothin'
    Juicy J so presidential, don't make me press that button

    My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    She go low (she go low)
    My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    She go low (she go low)
    Low

    I get a brick, you know I get it for the, low
    Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down, low
    I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
    Lil, momma know I like my kisses down low

    Me, Nicki M, I got too many wins
    Pull up with them V twins in my engine
    All this ice all around me like a penguin
    I ain't talkin' bowlin' but I'm with the kingpin
    I pull up with a n-gga with a real big dick
    That's just so good, man a bitch can't quit
    I ain't ever have a beat that a bitch ain't rip
    I'm fly every day but a bitch ain't trippin'
    You be on that bull, you be on Scott Pippen
    I be pimp walkin', I'm limpin'
    C's on my bag so they think I'm crippin'
    Every n-gga in here wanna know what I'm drinkin'
    Myx Moscato, niggas
    I keep a pillow with me just because I'm tired of niggas
    I'm with some flawless girls, they're pretty and they're thick
    Bust it open quick, put that pussy on his lips, bitch

    My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    She go low (she go low)
    My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    She go low (she go low)
    Low

    I get a brick, you know I get it for the, low
    Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down, low
    I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
    Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low

    I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-For-The-Low
    Mr. Leave-Her-At-Home-He'll-Take-Your-Ho
    Mr. Stack-That-Dough
    Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
    Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
    Stop frontin', boy, y'all not criminals
    At the top, man they talkin' 'bout killin' you
    Got two 9's but they're not identical
    I'll never trait on my squad, nigga
    Ball hard, nigga, I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron, nigga
    In other words, you a fraud, nigga
    I'll pull your card, nigga
    I'm a young boss, I'm runnin' shit
    Call me King Tut, all this gold on, I be blinged up
    If they try to rob, got the things tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
    At the club, their jaws drop when I pull up in that Benz
    Thirty Deep, 'bout twenty heats, still stomp him out with my Timbs
    I'm in here chillin' with my feet up
    I told y'all that I'm 'bout to heat up
    Man it's time to kill all this weak stuff
    Pull the beat up, watch me eat up

    My beat low (my beat low)
    My bass low (my bass low)
    I ride low (I ride low)
    She go low (she go low)
    My beat low (she go low)
    My bass low (she go low)
    I ride low (she go low)
    She go low (she go low)
    Low (yeah)

    I get a brick, you know I get it for the, low
    Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down, low
    I do a verse, you know my prices ain't, low
    Lil' momma know I like my kisses down low Writer/s: BRANDON GEORGE DICKINSON, JORDAN HOUSTON, LUKASZ GOTTWALD, ONIKA TANYA MARAJ, THERON MAKIEL THOMAS, TIMOTHY JAMAHLI THOMAS
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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