(Nakarat)
Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag of weed
I found me a hoe to help plant my seed
I got bail money they f**k with me
(Cause in my hood err nigga gotta eat) x5
(Verse 1)
I know where I come from
Niggas gotta grub
Penny bitchin for paper till you poppin big bucks
Give it a blow they cock it ain't no telling with them thugs
Dealers straight out da projects only felon that'll bust
Some shit you don't discuss
Snitches they get them stubs
Damnit I'm proud to buy my own bag to fill my dutch
Planted my own seed now a month without bud
Granted I got the feature we don't pump the same blood
You need that new Mercades
Hummer tha color gravy
How the hell you gon play me
I made a deal to 380
Tell me I'm acting shady
I try to ignore the lazy
Say my grace on the daily
If mine arrest me I'm ready
(Nakarat)
(Verse 2)
Gotta have that dinner platter meals on deck
Cash coming that currency to earn that respect
Money machines measuring making sure you collect
Rolling that dice game you better be stomping best
Keep it moving like chess
Look for ya new address
Proof of ghetto for sex
That make the culprits go wreck
Hope the fay of the fruits of ya label mama impress
Don't know whoever knew you supported you through the stress
That drama on the block
All them run-ins with cops
Couldn't afford shoes was happy 2 pair of socks
Steady paying ya dues that landed you in the box
Other niggas confused you asked them to borrow guap.
(Nakarat)
(Verse 3)
Crying erryday ben franks on they brain
Preparly marinate a million strong keep the change
Challenge that generate we gotta tone it with a crane
Hustlas for that bank be aware that we untamed
Duckets we deranged
Muscle the day I change
Melica off in that hood come get you that's point blank
Hit you it's all good
Hit dis before a game
Women tell us hes never survivin that chedar lane
You see we want it all
Yea we breakin the law
Buy it Sell it Cook it that's a merry thang if it's raw
Anyway you put it tell the folks we breakin the law
Seen it so I took it and if you tell a nigga that's all
LOW( feat T-Pain)
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
(Let it rain)
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
C'mon!
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey!)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my doe
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible,
Professional,
Drinking X&O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think i whoa
Did i think i seen shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm making it snow
Work the pole I gotta bank role
Ima say that I prefer her no clothes
I'm in to that I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her moCash ain't a problem I know where it go (she had them)
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey!)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans filled with gwap and they're ready for showing
Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the man
I'll bend the rubber bands
That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders
I knew it was over
That heny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky ,oh me, I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster
She showed her
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey!)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Whoa, shawty yeah she was worth the money
Little mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Ta Ta Tattoo above her *****
I had to handle that
I was on it sexy woman
Let me show it make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zonin
n Them rosa bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop
Made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that gwap
Gal was fine just like my glock
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey!)
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Elevator
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
Hey girl you're comin' with me, your comin' with me.
Hey girl you're comin, ' come on...
Talk to me girl, Let me tell you girl.
Got you stuck on my elevator.
Get it up. On my ehh o ehh oh.
Hey
My first flo stopped a gold diggin' woman
Money cash flow all big faced hundreds
Stuntin' on the pole got them d-boys running
Shorty got both broke can't see what's cominWear them apple bottoms, wear them apple bottoms honey
Dolce and Gabbana and she get it from her mommy
Louis bags, rich, Gucci, Fendi and Armani
See the carrots on her wrist now she pimps Bugs Bunny
Used to date Kanye now she want me
While I got my juice wanna take my OJ
It ain't her birthday but her name on the cake
If I ever play for booty grade A
Got you stuck on my
On my elevator
Get it up, on my elevator
Check it out!
My First floor, stuck on the gold digger
Second floor, stuck on the dime piece
Third floor, stuck on the hood rat
Fourth floor, freak it I don't know cuz.
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh
She got her nails did, she got her hair did
She got a Gucci bag, her brand new outfit
Stuck on my elevator, she on the second floor
Now I want you to break it down, DJ turn it up some more
Hey, dime piece girl; True Religion, Ed Hardy
Little mama twerk that top model body
South Beach piece on the back of that Ducati
I'll bet you that brand new Ferrari
Got you stuck on my
On my elevator
Get it up, on my elevator
Check it out!
First floor, stuck on the gold digger
Second floor, stuck on the dime piece
Third floor, stuck on the hood rat
Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cuz...
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(Thie girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh
My third floor stuck on the hood rat charm
Cut, take boy Hollyhood action
Short tennis skirt, now she got me in the zone
Tattoo type, bump the low ring tone
Bending Ghetto booty, playing the ghetto booty on her.
Roll up machilles don't smoke arizona
One night stand one night with the clan
One night, one time broke her off 10 grand.
Project all the way gutta all day
Shorty don't fake she'll put it in your face
Three stories while them hood rats beg
Got you stuck on my
On my elevator
Get it up, on my elevator
Check it out!
First floor, stuck on the gold digger
Second floor, stuck on the dime piece
Third floor, stuck on the hood rat
Fourth floor, freak it I don't know, cause...
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator
(This girl is)She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh
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