Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Get Low , by - Memphis Bleek. Release date: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
We Get Low |
| Ge-geah, R.O.C |
| Yeah yeah |
| Ge-geah. |
| yeah, geah |
| G-yo, g-yo |
| Ayo 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) |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 niggas who get low, who get dough |
| Who got cake — baby, but get mo' |
| And I get hoes, but yo' bitch, I got |
| The same jewels, I got rid of you not (let's go) |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Let’s get high. |
| we get low. |
| Let’s get high. |
| we get low. |
| Let’s get high. |
| we get low. |
| Let’s get high. |
| we get low. |