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Memphis Bleek - We Get Low lyrics
[Memphis Bleek] Ge-geah, R.O.C. Yeah yeah Ge-geah.. yeah, geah G-yo, g-yo Aiyyo I'm back wit it, still tote the gat wit it Still got it locked, I sold some crack wit it Who could fuck wit it? Not a soul, I'm out of control The fo'-fo' blow out of control Blow yo' mind outta that hole.. .. M.E.M. get a broad out of her home, out of her clothes Into the Benz, get her into sippin the gin Twistin the lye, get her into pushin the 5 Then we fly out of the state.. let shots out of the 8 They go in and out of your face You want spend? I take 10 out of the safe You want drink? Take a bottle, out of the case Then we.. get into somethin, get into touchin Get into fuckin - mami, no frontin Shit, I got cake (geah) I got weight (geah) Shit you wanna chill, mama, pick a state (let's go) [Chorus: repeat 2X] Let's get high - first class seat on me We get low - hotel fee on me Let's get high - lay back, roll up weed We get low - Bel've on the rocks, apple martini [Memphis Bleek] I'm in the S-5, all black, no tint with a nice dime - all ass, no tits Still, rippin the glock (Bleek) playin the block Fuckin with mine - M.E.M., gettin it hot Gettin it popped, gettin it jumped, gettin it crunk And you don't wanna get slump duke, get in the trunk Got a pound of that green, to get in New York Get it through customs; Bleek ain't tryin to get caught but get this - the fifth will get you support Not that help - that life situation get short Gettin with ma, Bleek still gettin her high End up, gettin her somethin she ain't get in her life She fuckin with them real niggaz who get low, who get dough who got cake - baby, but g |
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