Luyện nghe bài hát Low

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

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

My beat low (my low)
My bass low (my 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, know I like 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 bowlin' but I'm with the kingpin
I up with a n-gga with a real big dick
That's so good, man a bitch can't quit
I ain't ever have a that a bitch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a ain't trippin'
You be on bull, you be on Scott Pippen
I be walkin', I'm limpin'
C's on my bag so they think I'm
Every n-gga in here wanna what I'm drinkin'
Myx Moscato,
I keep a pillow with me just I'm tired of niggas
I'm with some flawless girls, pretty and they're thick
it open quick, put that pussy on his lips, bitch

My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I low (I ride low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my 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 like my 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 they talkin' 'bout you
Got two 9's but not identical
I'll never on my squad, nigga
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron,
In words, you a fraud, nigga
I'll your card, nigga
I'm a boss, I'm runnin' shit
Call me King Tut, all this gold on, I be up
If try to rob, got the things tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
At the club, jaws drop when I pull up in that Benz
30 Deep, 'bout 20 heats, still stomp him out with my
I'm in chillin' with my feet up
I told y'all that I'm 'bout to up
Man it's time to kill all this weak
the beat up, watch me eat up

My beat low (my 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 kisses low