Luyện nghe bài hát Low

My beat low (my low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
Used to tell her you said, bro

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr.
Mr.
Mr.
Young rich n-gga used to trap by the store, now for the flow
a rap n-igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
Stop frontin', boy, not criminals
At the top, man talkin' 'bout killin' you
Got two 9's but not identical
I'll never on my squad, nigga
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Jordan, you Lebron, nigga
In words, you a fraud, nigga
pull your card, nigga
I'm a young boss, I'm runnin'
Call me King Tut, all this gold on, I be up
If they try to rob, got the tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
At the club, their jaws drop when I pull up in that
30 Deep, 'bout 20 heats, still stomp him out with my
I'm in here chillin' with my up
I told y'all that I'm 'bout to up
Man it's time to kill all this stuff
Pull the beat up, me eat up

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

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