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letra de great low - low the great

[verse 1: jeeezy]
where this b-tch at? i need some top, man (where she at?)
n-ggas stealin’ all my bars, i’m like, “stop, man” (godd-mn)
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-gga, cheers (n-gga, cheers)
n-gga wifed my old hoes, i’m in tears (low the great, i’m in tears)
i been f-ckin’ off in saks, you in sears (you in sears)
bad b-tch, p-ssy good and it’s pierced (and it’s pierced)
got the club goin’ crazy when we here (on my mama)
i got bad b-tches screamin’ in my ears (in my ear)
thirty-four bands on me, paul pierce (paul pierce)
[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
she be beggin’ for this d-ck, i’m like, “here” (d-mn, 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-tch 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-ggas in a chokehold (feel like melvin)
yellow b-tch 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-ggas tryna tag along, ain’t no sp-ce, though (ain’t no sp-ce)

[verse 3: jeeezy]
she can’t get no real money, she a fake ho (fake ho)
that’s your b-tch, i’ma f-ck 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-tch, orange hair, look like a mango (like a mango)
you be wifin’ all the hoes that i change on (godd-mn)
‘member walkin’ home from school, gettin’ banged on (where you from?)
now i walk around this b-tch with my chains on (my chains on)
sun got my b-tch glowin’, yeah, the rain gone (yeah, the rain gone)

[verse 4: bluebucksclan dj]
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-tches gettin’ rained on (bad b-tches)
big foreign, no ceiling, gettin’ my wayne on (gettin’ my wayne on)
rappin’ ten years, you ain’t got no bread yet? (n-ggas broke)
yeah, i’m on you n-ggas’ head like a headset (n-ggas lame)
i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas like a redneck (n-ggas 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-ckin’ up the bed set (f-ckin’ up the bed)
i be bleedin’ on the ‘gram, i need a red check (i need a red check)
she a bad b-tch if you see her ’round me (if you see her ’round me)
n-ggas lyin’, tellin’ hoes that they be around me (n-ggas lyin’)
got a model b-tch at tam’s, finna eat pastrami (what you want?)
[verse 5: jeeezy]
yeah, them n-ggas got bands if you see ’em by me (big bands)
weak b-tches don’t deserve to even be around me (on my mama)
pull the lam’ on the block, i don’t be in downey (godd-mn)
she let me f-ck her every time her n-gga in the county (every time)
every time she let me f-ck, she let me hold somethin’ (let me hold somethin’)
got my b-tch 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-tch, i just poured somethin’ (poured somethin’)
i just got my passport, i’m tryna go to london (i’ma go to london)
fourth and long, goin’ for it, n-gga, we ain’t puntin’ (h-ll nah)
talkin’ nasty on twitter, but i got her runnin’ (yeah, i got her)
mclaren sittin’ low as f-ck, i’m just pressin’ b-ttons (pressin’ b-ttons)

- low the great

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