2 Pistols Young Joe I like my Lights Low. [Chorus] Lights Down Low (low) Nice and slow (slow) I'mma give ya body what its feenin fo Lights Down Low (low
Damn, this record takes me way back, to day that I said the words I love you, I'm not that kind to say that I spent my lights in the streets with beef
t stop, I run the red lights, my enemies are so strife I ask God to guard my life, guard my life, guard my life I don't stop, I run the red lights, my
, I'm standin' right behind ya You crossed the wrong muthafucka, now you paranoid 'Cause I'm a nigga these niggas just can't destroy I'm on the hunt, so keep your shit low
Soulja Boy, Finished It. Kinfolk Playin On Nintendo, Blowin On Da Indoe, Indoe, Purp Out The Window, Kush In Da findo Make A Nigga Get Low, SouljaBoyTellEm, Yeah Get Low
Swangin' Productions (Yo, Toones!) Can you feel this realness? Nothin' can save ya From the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis The one and only witta chrome pistole
My raps are homicide, raps are clear like crystal Never packed a pistol, well I used it, ain't the issue And if you insist to test us, trust me We're
it right Revenge is that bitch, and she won't come lesser than [Chorus x2] w/ (Pharrel ad-libs) Niggaz wanna see me lying hurt, wanna stain my Hawaiian shirt [Verse 2
soldado Puffin' on an avocado With my foot up on the throttle And a bottle of the Bourbon cause I swerve in the low-low Solo, fo sho', homies gettin'
TECH N9NE: (chorus) i will mistake your bitch sickness gets dismissed with the quickness this nipsit get the lipstick kiss this dick... x2 1st verse:
and snatchin', no more talkin', rappin', blastin I don't, care who you are, or who you hang wit' Information tell me that you reliable Informants on your house, light, sound, low
New Era brim low, giavanni rims OH Phantom got curtains cant see thru da tint so Brought a .45 put da barrel on da window Its me and Swiggle fo shizzle V twistle da pistol
Didn't Know If You Wasn't Informed Or Somethin Like That This Is Da Drought 3 And Um, Check This Out Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols
Know If You Wasn't Informed Or Somethin Like That This Is Da Drought 3 And Um, Check This Out Yeah Imagine Waking Up Out Ya Sleep To Them Pistols
blocks wit' glocks Nigga, get or get got In school I was a fool a young funky But on the streets I used 2's Nigga, I gets funky Chorus 2X
are so just irratic... Chorus 2 Believe me, we run this rap shit forchezy, Make makin millions look easy, Everywhere you turn you see me, You hear me.. Believe me, you see my pistol
