Lyrics:
I'm a wall flower
Low key Low key
I'm a people watcher
Low key Low key
I can do a little dance
If you show me show me
But you won't find me in
a man came (Jeremiah Anderson)
He gave me a hat
He told me, "Get off your ass" (Ha, ha)
And fix your life
And find a wife
He kind of roasted you low-key
Low key I'm on my grind
Low key I'm in my bag
I no get no man e time
Me I don di jam
I di find the beat
wey I go hammer
Everyday on the calendar
wit a groupie
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Nick Cannon]
Mami, when we leave the club, leave wit us
You don't need ya car keys, we gon' fair in the bus
the stars 'til you star sick
Then I turn it round like a boss spin
Daily costin'
Back to the crib
Thinkin' 'bout takin' you home after the club
Shawty, you
know that we always blowing herb (blowing herb)
And in the club man you know we stay strapped (stay strapped)
And bitch you know that it ain't about
To the house, to the class, to the club
Wey dey spoil you all the time on a low-key yeah
Wey dey spoil you all the time on a low-key yeah
Me I know say you dey
She wanna fly out to London
Say she wanna go with me, me
We go off till the sun up
Shorty give me the key keys
6 figure nigga I’m a youngin
Baby
smoke
I'm in the club straight goin' for broke
Sellin' bitches everything even low key dope
[Goldie Loc]
Don't you want to get nasty
I like it when
I got a bitch stay in the hood with a whole quarter key
Put that choppa in her name and keep it right on the seat
Man, these niggas say they fly,
with me
Got hammers like the judge do, you tryna catch a death sentence?
So please just bare with me
Tired, got no spare with me
Lost Key, Wolph,
drawn
Make your way backstage, baby girl it's on
And we'll be drinkin' 'til six in the mornin'
In the back of the club with ma-ma
Poppin' bottles of Cris
I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go
Look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin to cut 3 times in a row
Times in
wit a groupie
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Nick Cannon]
Mami, when we leave the club, leave wit us
You don't need ya car keys, we gon' fair in the bus
room keys
Girl you wanna come to my hotel
Baby I will leave you my room key
I'm feelin' the way you carry yourself girl
And I wanna get with you 'cuz
Back of the club
Yeah dance on me
Back of the club lights dance on me
Baby I'm in love I'm in too deep
Locked my heart gave you the key
I think
Eyo, Lenny, what's the verdict?
Midnight Club
Zoom
Corro dalle luci blu
Euro
Dollar
Money
Fluss
Euro, dollar, money
Fumo sta weed e volo via
Sta
the club with a role on me
We be getting money boy
That's why they told on me
I'm in this bitch with that low key
So you know I got it on me
Roles in my
Show both ways to your heart
You can tell me from the start
Trombone playing in the park
And I got keys to your heart
Show both ways to your heart
Tug it on me
Go head and rub it on me
Golf course you can club it on me
Want more, give me encores
Got your hands full fuck it I'll pour
Got you here
I'm the one in my city give em' hope
They say I'm trippin I be riding with a pole
They try to tell me put it down I'm like no
Grab my keys load my
I'm in the hills the bih can't reach me
Stay low key when I be creeping
I'm in the hills the bih can't reach me
Stay low key when I be creeping
gon’ do?
Watch me ballin’
All this loot
Watch us do it
Better than you
Skipping all the club lines
Snorting all the coke lines
Skipping all the club
Aye yuh
Ain't no fighting in the club tonight
Nah none of that
Ain't no fighting in the club tonight
Man I'm tryna get right
(Casino on the beat)
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