Lyrics:
make it like we a fuck
Aye girl just take it low
Take it low
Back so sweet
Move yo body at full speed
Drop it low, drop it like full speed
Go
on
Eyes low, Yeah I'm smokin' off the pound
Hat back, seats low-me and my round
4-4 in my pack it's kind of heavy
Take it off, put it on my lap, I stay
Let nobody know
Let nobody know
I make them flips let nobody know
I take them trips let nobody know
Might fuck yo bitch keep it on the low
Might fuck
gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us to eat, and breathe, and live
lyric
U rapping bout shit but you ain’t never did it
They know My niggas authentic
Pharmacy pills and they straight out the clinic
I keep a 9 like I’m
데려와 pretty girl 우린 dont care
내 외모는 sick 밑에는 one top
(아 씌 빨리!) beach call me Im okay
Yo wait i wanna keep talk with you
Pretty girl 보면 내 머리는 boom
저 혹시
as everything seems
Keep hustling
We gon' get it by any means
How unfortunate, January the sixth
Federal officers, raided our offices
Making it hard for us
stayin on yo grind I watch u twirk it baby drop dat thang 2 da floor Now tell a friend dat dis yo song grl bend yo back low She keep her hair fix she keep
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
soon as I said it, seems I got sweated
By some nigga with a TEC-9, tryin' to take mine
You wanna make noise? Make noise
I make a phone call, my niggas
ain’t a thing"
We gon’ sip in the Maserati
Do it like the gottis
You know you can’t stop me
Sorta like a Don, money in my palm
Spend 100k on a link
What it do doc
This ya boy yo gotti
You know I'm affiliated with them affiliates
And this is gangsta shit
Gloc forty, dope money make my pants
Yo, it's the real drama kills, nobody moves, stand still
Bottle you drop that ass off in a land fill
Son bless me with the iron, I got beef
With some
fucking merked by some lame
Heard he got it in the Range nigga Caine popped one in his brain
Over some-thang, took his watch and his chain
Country boys
hustlers naturally born
With street smarts
Yo Karate it's you and Gotti
Y'all lift the weight
Me and Noyd, a gemstar hit down on the plate
The Mobb niggas
low
Set the bar low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Feel pretty good if I keep it low
Set the bar low, low, low, low, low, low
I'm feeling high by getting
can't deal with
Try it (hataz) you gonna get yours to the heart
Lesson tonight by the four-four
Niggas want more than a little bit, hot shit
L.l. an red
near, so get your body dropped off
I stopped trustin niggaz since Gotti got caught
It's Bricks keep your wrist covered, or piss colored
By the waist
It was slow though then it sped up
It was slow though then it sped up
If I get that kiss on the cheek
It's Rest in Peace
Leave yo body wrapped
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
me, nigga)
It's been ten long years (yo)
You can not retire me (listen)
On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts
Standing by my building,
J Rasuu
S'hamba nomthakathi but he keeps it low jita
Zinj' ezinok' thumela ikati but they keep it low jita
Keep it low jita, sihamba phantsi seeking
Tyson ready to bite somebody
Baby said she quit, but now she back on Molly
Designer on my body-ody-ody-ody
White lamb, Yo Gotti
down the highway
Couldn't see my drip so it felt like a blind date
Never had nothing but I got the crowd jumping
Body getting low so I have to refuel
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