| Checked in a hotel tonight
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| A lil' early gotta set it right
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| If I could, I’d settle down in yo cellulite
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| Fresh oil from Jamaica clean
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| No incense 'dem make me sneeze
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| Twist my wood, burn smell just like tangerine
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| I was just in the Bay, I got some shit
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| So loud it sound like a parade
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| I usually twist, mind my business
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| Not business, I really don’t conversate
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| Hope you like masquerade
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| Smino Di Vinci, I’m trying to paint ya face
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| Okay, I play, I play, shoot up yo shit like it’s GTA
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| I got spotlight, hot light, pointin' right on a mic
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| Hang you up on a dick, you the best ornament
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| Pussy tournament, undefeated bitch
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| Yep, I’m proud of it, run around a bit
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| Hit the Dougie in the pussy like Rico
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| Ducked back, twist out, two weeks old
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| Same pack QP on my P’s and Q’s
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| Thank God, could’a been on the evening news
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| The bass line so low down dirty blues
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| Dat be me
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| Dat be me (Low down dirty blues)
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| Dat be me
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| Dat be me when she in da Gucci
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| Lookin' absolutely like a two-piece dipped in lemon juice
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| They sour salty, ooh
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| Lookin' like we the shit, cleaner than vegan shit
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| Honey, I’m buzzin', I be too lit
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| Don’t mean to take nun' away from you
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| That be me, diggin' deep all in yo' dignity
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| That be me, liftin' yo' energy
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| Liftin' you up on the wall
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| Yeah, cool
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| That be the end, she can’t bend
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| Tap a hand, tap a friend, comprehend
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| Red 30, 26, 36
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| Let’s call a audible
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| That be me, call my D
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| That be me, that be me
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| Overseas, blowin' G’s
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| Knowin' we sold out and just about to go recoup
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| That be me, love unconditionally
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| That be me making positions
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| That be me spreading the lick
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| So all the guys eat too
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| Bitch, guess what?
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| What girl?
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| That nigga done buy me them motherfuckin' Riri
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| Stop lyin'
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| Yes, all the fuckin' Fenti bitch
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| Man, my lil' ugly ass nigga don’t do no shit like that
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| Yeah, that’s 'cause your nigga ain’t shit
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| Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen)
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| It’s time for The Dice is Right
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| See, baby, I see you working hard
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| And your nigga just dropped you off at work in your car
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| On his way to go apply for some job
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| Baby, I know you tryna unwind
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| And your kids just walked in on you with that ass in the air for the fifth damn
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| time
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| Oh, they just kids, better go check on them
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| See? |
| Every day got the same old thing
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| You afraid this might be the end of your chain
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| Don’t you get off track
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| I got something that could help you 'round the clock
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| Call 1−800 Grigio |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song LOW DOWN DERRTY BLUES , by - Smino. Song from the album NOIR, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп