Memphis Bleek and Livin' Proof - We Get Low

Ge-geah, R.O.c.
Yeah yeah
Ge-geah yeah, geah
Gyo, gyo

Aiyyo 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 want to 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 S5, 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 want to 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

Written by:
Malik Cox, Shawn Carter, Justin Smith

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Memphis Bleek and Livin' Proof

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