Jet Life

Jet Life - Sittin Low lyrics

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Minog baby you know it’s good, I’m smoking great all through the hood

Ls motor under my hood, interior leather and wood

Let’s get one thing understood, when I ride it’s homicide

Tiltin on my glass so when I pass you can see inside

Murda, murda flat red, paint, now my nigga

This ain’t your ordinary automo

What the fuck you think I bought it for?

You oughta know, better than that, kush sex smoking in my zammy

T tops drop I’m laid back, cruising going up the strip

Players checking on my whip, I’m chilling checking out this chick

She chose me that’s what I call good sense

Never was a symph, always sticking to the script

Kush sticking to my fingers this that killer take a hit

Never slippin on my pimpin you know I stay on my shit

Making dollars out of cents and I be fresh up in this bitch

With that mary on me homie I know you can smell the stench

Atitude like nothin to loose my only option is to win

You know, you know

[Hook]

That’s right, we stay high, keep it real on this side

You know you wanna know what that’s like

Come on baby hop in my ride

That’s right, we stay high, coming down and I’m sitting low

That’s right, we stay high, my paper bitch I’m bout to blow

That’s right, we stay high, keep it real on this side

You know you wanna know what that’s like

Come on baby hop in my ride

That’s right, we stay high, coming down and I’m sitting low

That’s right, we stay high, my paper bitch I’m bout to blow

I’m in the sl, exhaust, from the city where trees got p mars

European got a cutter then he large

Hands up and down like a sesaw

Underwater new orleans, with daughters doing seasaw

Macking harder your daughter, yeah she fast, I guess it’s...

Enough to fill up 3 bars, pay 4 on tours...make cash from music c notes

Clear code, over that paint...make them wanna my favorite dranch

Who would have grottle, she mixing it like sir rottle

Popping bottle after bottle, I met her passing delgado

Jones, el capitain, cruising tryina out different strength

She with a different man, my dick might get panned

She can’t stop visiting,

Move like a shark in the street that’s my ship dark

International, smooth motherfucker, yeah I tip y’all

The best at it so if you ever tryina get more

Catch a jet bring that ass and stop and get a zip home

[Hook]

That’s right, we stay high, keep it real on this side

You know you wanna know what that’s like

Come on baby hop in my ride

That’s right, we stay high, coming down and I’m sitting low

That’s right, we stay high, my paper bitch I’m bout to blow

That’s right, we stay high, keep it real on this side

You know you wanna know what that’s like

Come on baby hop in my ride

That’s right, we stay high, coming down and I’m sitting low

That’s right, we stay high, my paper bitch I’m bout to blow

Gebon dot com we c4 with it, y’all lame niggas see be fall with it

Stolen, ballin, we go get it, fly niggas jets we chief all with it

American ... pick your frame 500 horses that will get you game

Pina butter seats while I sit your game

You can have the whole pack if you miss your date...

Y’all niggas wife em, kill em on rubber

If y’all got dimes, I got dozens

Pull up on you boys in a ss chevy

Pop trunk lid say bitch I’m ready...

[Hook]

That’s right, we stay high, keep it real on this side

You know you wanna know what that’s like

Come on baby hop in my ride

That’s right, we stay high, coming down and I’m sitting low

That’s right, we stay high, my paper bitch I’m bout to blow

That’s right, we stay high, keep it real on this side

You know you wanna know what that’s like

Come on baby hop in my ride

That’s right, we stay high, coming down and I’m sitting low

That’s right, we stay high, my paper bitch I’m bout to blow.

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