Meyhem Lauren - Lo-Down lyrics
rate meWarding my self esteem, fam I feel glorious
7 bitches with me, tryina fuck em, where the orgy is?
Next week, sellin coke at the sex party
Scraper of the pas lay like my text tardy
They love that, they like that
Rubber bands wrap my stacks right where my ice at
30 buck but got out, but fly where the price at
Fuck you niggas say about loretto, I’ll be right back
Rock silks when we go to war
Dressed to kill, kill it, ok, I’m still chillin
Fresh, can’t phase me, yes, queens raised me
Blessed, stay up crazy, check, rap pays me
Rougher in the tire, rapper fire silks phasely
Jamaican colliseum in my bloodstream
Play the whole way with...used to dub green
Peace to lo life, to bk, I got a thug team
[Hook]
Both hands clusty, chillin with my man rusty
Lo-down, lo-down, lo-down, lo-down
Who wants to burn a kind of dusty
Both hands clusty, chillin with my man rusty
Lo-down, lo-down, lo-down, lo-down
Who wants to burn a kind of dusty
You might see one of my girls drive one of my cars
Went to war fuck the law and came back without scars
I keep my main wife, chillin at home rockin jabar
And give these other bitches packs and say work em at bars
Never stress, double x, bubblet vest, paper in the pockets
Bout to step it up a few notches
We never split profits with those that blow crotches
Catch my niggas hoppin out drops with new watches
Splash, keep my foot wear all bust
How the fuck you think we got to know sluts
They love that fly shit
Rock adidas with a pair of didas you can’t delete us
Garbage chilly beater, homage when we eating
Peter’s polo shit forever, that’s me
We keep it lo-down, walking through queens
Late night, holding the 4 pound
Rap it, I’m a rock star, minus the drum set
Y’all niggas ain’t fucking with sun yet
Loreno fish
[Hook]
Both hands clusty, chillin with my man rusty
Lo-down, lo-down, lo-down, lo-down
Who wants to burn a kind of dusty
Both hands clusty, chillin with my man rusty
Lo-down, lo-down, lo-down, lo-down
Who wants to burn a kind of dusty.
