Low (Explicit)

My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low
My beat low my bass low i ride low
Me juicy j got too many hoes
Me juicy j got too many flows
Clique ballin out like the 98 lakers
Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it
Fly to cancun on sunday land in france on monday
Faded at the fashion show tryna grab a b**ch off the runway
I ain't even pack no clothes nothin but rubbers in my suitcase
Laid her on the mic menage with my model and her roommate
And if i tip a b**ch we f**kin it ain't no discussion
It cost to be the boss my ni**a you way outta your budget
Who you playin with lil homie your life won't cost me nothin
Juicy j so presidential don't make me press that button
My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low
My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low low
I get a brick you know i get it for the low
Her a** so fat i told her drop it down low
I do a verse you know my prices ain't low
Lil momma know i like my kisses down low
Me nicki m i got too many wins
Pull up with them v twins in my engine
All this ice all around me like a penguin
I ain't talkin bowlin but i'm with the kingpin
I pull up with a ni**a with a real big dick
That's just so good man a b**ch came quick
I ain't ever have a beat that a b**ch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a b**ch ain't trippin
You be on that bull you be on scott pippen
I be pimp walkin i'm limpin
C's on my bag so they think i'm crippin
Every ni**a in here wanna know what i'm drinkin
Myx moscato niggas
I keep a pillow with me just because i'm tired of niggas
I'm with some flawless girls they're pretty and they're thick
Bust it open quick put that p**sy on his lips b**ch
My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low
My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low low
I get a brick you know i get it for the low
Her a** so fat i told her drop it down low
I do a verse you know my prices ain't low
Lil momma know i like my kisses down low
I'm lil bibby mr everything for the low
Mr leave her at home he'll take your ho
Mr stack that dough
Young rich ni**a used to trap by the store
Now i tax for the flow
Tell a rap ni**a i'm not feelin you
Stop frontin boy y'all not criminals
At the top man they talkin bout killin you
Got two 9's but they're not identical
I'll never trade on my squad ni**a
Ball hard ni**a i'm michael jordan you lebron ni**a
In other words you a fraud ni**a
I'll pull your card ni**a
I'm a young boss i'm runnin sh*t
Call me king tut all this gold on i be blinged up
If they try to rob got the things tucked you ain't seen nothin
At the club their jaws drop when i pull up in that benz
30 deep bout 0 heats still stomp him out with my timbs
I'm in here chillin with my feet up
I told y'all that i'm bout to heat up
Man it's time to kill all this weak stuff
Pull the beat up watch me eat up
My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low
My beat low my bass low i ride low she go low low
I get a brick you know i get it for the low
Her a** so fat i told her drop it down low
I do a verse you know my prices ain't low
Lil momma know i like my kisses down low