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Great Low
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BlueBucksClan
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Where this b*t*h at? I need some top, man (Where she at?) N***as stealin' all my bars, I'm like, "Stop, man" (Goddamn) I ain't even want this sh*t, it was God's plan (On God) All we got is Dom, ain't no beers (Ain't no beers) Yeah, we just hit for fifty, n***a, cheers (N***a, cheers) N***a wifed my old hoes, I'm in tears (Low the Great, I'm in tears) I been f**kin' off in Saks, you in Sears (You in Sears) Bad b*t*h, pu**y good and it's pierced (And it's pierced) Got the club goin' crazy when we here (On my mama) I got bad b*t*hes screamin' in my ears (In my ear) Thirty-four bands on me, Paul Pierce (Paul Pierce) She be beggin' for this d**k, I'm like, "Here" (Damn, here) Got the top, then I left, now I'm weird (Now I'm weird) Rolls-Royce sittin' tall, I can't steer (I can't steer) Every time my b*t*h mad, I call her dear (You my dear) Fell asleep my whole session, in the stu' poured (In the stu' poured) Feel like Melvin, got these n***as in a chokehold (Feel like Melvin) Yellow b*t*h by the dozen, got a boatload (Got a dozen) BucksClan, yeah, we ball like the Lake Show (Like the Lake Show) Hit the road every time, make great dough (Make great dough) Me and Jeeezy talkin' sh*t to this Great Low (To this Great Low) Facin' 'Woods by myself, it's an eighth, though (It's an eighth, though) N***as tryna tag along, ain't no space, though (Ain't no space) She can't get no real money, she a fake ho (Fake ho) That's your b*t*h, I'ma f**k her like an ape, though (Like an ape, though) Nah, you can't hit my bottle, yeah, I'm straight, bro (Yeah, I'm good) I don't bang, I ain't trippin', what you say, though? (What you say?) Yellow b*t*h, orange hair, look like a mango (Like a mango) You be wifin' all the hoes that I change on (Goddamn) 'Member walkin' home from school, gettin' banged on (Where you from?) Now I walk around this b*t*h with my chains on (My chains on) Sun got my b*t*h glowin', yeah, the rain gone (Yeah, the rain gone) Louis V boots, yeah, I got them things on (Got them things) Thousand-dollar shirt, ain't sh*t plain on (Ain't sh*t plain) In the club, bad b*t*hes gettin' rained on (Bad b*t*hes) Big foreign, no ceiling, gettin' my Wayne on (Gettin' my Wayne on) Rappin' ten years, you ain't got no bread yet? (N***as broke) Yeah, I'm on you n***as' head like a headset (N***as lame) I don't f**k with you n***as like a redneck (N***as weird) Yeah, every day, I bleed and I ain't dead yet (Every day, I'm bleedin') Already toppin', I ain't make it to the bed yet (Make it to the bed) At her mama house f**kin' up the bed set (F**kin' up the bed) I be bleedin' on the 'Gram, I need a red check (I need a red check) She a bad b*t*h if you see her 'round me (If you see her 'round me) N***as lyin', tellin' hoes that they be around me (N***as lyin') Got a model b*t*h at Tam's, finna eat pastrami (What you want?) Yeah, them n***as got bands if you see 'em by me (Big bands) Weak b*t*hes don't deserve to even be around me (On my mama) Pull the Lam' on the block, I don't be in Downey (Goddamn) She let me f**k her every time her n***a in the county (Every time) Every time she let me f**k, she let me hold somethin' (Let me hold somethin') Got my b*t*h hair braided and her toes done (And her toes done) Only time I hit her up when she post somethin' (She post somethin') If the Clan have a show, then it's hoes comin' (That's for sure) Might not make it to that b*t*h, I just poured somethin' (Poured somethin') I just got my pa**port, I'm tryna go to London (I'ma go to London) Fourth and long, goin' for it, n***a, we ain't puntin' (Hell nah) Talkin' nasty on Twitter, but I got her runnin' (Yeah, I got her) McLaren sittin' low as f**k, I'm just pressin' b***ons (Pressin' b***ons)
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