Luyện nghe bài hát Low

My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
to tell her what 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 on Monday
Faded at the fashion show, tryna grab a off the runway
I ain't even pack no clothes, nothin' but in my suitcase
Laid her on the mic, menage with my 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 won't cost me nothin'
Juicy J so presidential, make me press that button

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

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

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

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 ride low (I 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 used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not you"
Stop frontin', boy, not criminals
At the top, man they talkin' 'bout you
Got two 9's but they're not
I'll never on my squad, nigga
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Jordan, you Lebron, nigga
In other words, you a fraud,
I'll your card, nigga
I'm a young boss, I'm shit
Call me King Tut, all this gold on, I be up
If they try to rob, got the things tucked, you seen nothin'
At the club, their jaws drop when I up in that Benz
30 Deep, 'bout 20 heats, still stomp him out my Timbs
I'm in here with my feet up
I told y'all that I'm 'bout to up
Man it's to kill all this weak stuff
the beat up, watch me eat up

My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I 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 told her it down, low
I do a verse, you know my ain't, low
Lil' momma know I like my kisses low