Lyrics:
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
me
I said I was good they wanted more for me
They want more for me
Yeah they wanted more
The two door
Sit low
Balenciagas
Stand high
Swat on stand by
That's a damn fact how he work his hip
Like that A K sound and broke his back
They know I'm Low Ben, had dough, the sex
The phat, make big cash flow
I'm
guess it's 'cause I'm a man
Or maybe it's from the bar
Everything he always wanted are by his side
I guess that's not enough for such a tough guy
Me and my buddy got us a wild hare
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my rag top Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
what I wanted, she sucked my dick, so, money, you can stab her"
But I said this to myself up
If I told homie I fucked his gal, then homie nut the fuck
[Chorus]
Sittin' in my five double-o on twenties
Sittin' low-low
That's how I get down
(Get down, get down)
If you want some of this
Baby girl
Sittin' at a tiny table in a ritzy restaurant
She was staring at her coffee cup
He was trying to keep his courage up by applyin' booze
The talk
low
Searchin' everywhere I know
Askin' the cops wherever I go
Have you seen dignity
Blind man breakin' out of a trance
Puts both his hands in
low
Searchin' everywhere I know
Askin' the cops wherever I go
Have you seen dignity
Blind man breakin' out of a trance
Puts both his hands in
You
Get love love love don't you
Get low low low with nous
I always wanted someone like you
My dream dream is coming true
Get love love love don't
Hut one, hut two, two
Ready, set, go
Make these niggas get right
Or get low
Hut one, hut two, two
Ready, set, go
Make these niggas get right
veins
I was captured by a larger moment
I was seized by divinity's hot breath
Gorged like a lion on experience
powerful from life
I wanted all of it,
On the refrigerator
There hung a typed paper
That made me feel safer
It was written by my bro you know
Not one of these fake lows
But on the low
I’ll tell you how it
always been a weirdo to my homie
Cause I wanted to go be an entertainer
He was selling rock out his window
I was the rapper and my best friend was
repentance
Look at my body
Now I'm all bloody
Cause somebody wanted vengeance
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
I don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did
“soon his flame will got a blow”
But I will write and sign in the sky
“I’m renewing rock and roll”
Written by Saulo Ol. S.
wanted by the jakes
for takin' powder weight outta state
they straight sorrounded his crib with tower gates
garden lookin' like a flowered wake
astounding?
Did you think about me at all when his balls
Were deep in your ass
Getting fucking pounded?
Of course not, another door closed
Another slut who
he wanted to
He try run we dragged him back like where the fuck you running to
He tried run, then his meady hoe started running too
And if bro didn't
be
Fuckin' on the low
She broke up with her nigga heard his money movin' slow
I took her out the projects now she with me at my shows
& when I'm done
Hahaha
Hahaha
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Seven
Yeah
Woah
Yaa
Woah
Her texts is gettin green
She gettin old
By baddies gettin old
My baddies
Gotta
the boy speak
My eyes red my blood red its all in my head
My eyes red my wrist red the boy bled Yea
My soul dead my mind gone I stay blown
I ride low my
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