For Da Low - Rick Ross
Ladies you are now tuned into the very best Sho' Nuff songs Jazze Phizzle Rick Ross Let's go Daddy Rick Rizzle M-I-YAYO [Verse 1:] Candy all in the paint, rims deep in the dirt Gotta car full of work, nigga pocket full of hurt Choppa on the front seat, sucka if you want beef I'm in dade county, I'm the mayor you can come see Look here I'm well known, what you say? (I'm well known) Kush by the el-bow, I love when it smell strong Otherside of the bridge, niggas die just to live You want a beach, don't sleep 45 to ya wig Represent Carol City, Dirty South ride wit me M-I-Yayo on the map now it's my city Pullin out the Seven trey, ever-other day Got bout 40 in it, hit ya hoe for 40 minutes [Chorus:] Pull up on them 24's, while I leanin on the doors And I'm letting sucka's know, that I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low Pull up in that white on white, know you wonder what its like Know you wonder what's the price, ain't nothing to a boss I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low [Verse 2:] Niggas know how I does, neighborhood full of thugs Everybody sellin drugs, task force duckin us Load up the big guns, got so many which one? Everybody get to buy a house when the bricks come Hoes know my whole name, famous for co-caine Yea I'm bout to blow game, but I'm bout to blow mane Rick Rizzle clockin' dough, inventory gotta go If a nigga want it hard cook it like papa doughs Fat boy super cool, got something you can move When I did what I do she got like a swimmin pool Oh boy real wet, so boy hell yea I'm a millioniare but where I'm going I ain't there yet [Chorus:] Pull up on them 24's, while I leanin on the doors And I'm letting sucka's know, that I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low Pull up in that white on white, know you wonder what its like Know you wonder what's the price, ain't nothing to a boss I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low [Verse 3:] Go on let ya top down, fuck it blow a couple grand Treat her like an animal, make her do a hand stand Club Rolexx (lex), you can stunt yo I stood on a rolex smokin on a blunt hoe (ross) I'm heavy mane, off in this chevy game Dip it in the pretty paint, chromed out everything Take it back to the block, triple see across the top In an oldschool motor brand new out the box Got bout a hundred killas runnin' wit a hundred niggas Tell it there to ya face, don't nobody want it wit us Niggas dead broke, they better shake it off Skycap ass niggas mad that we takin off [Chorus:] Pull up on them 24's, while I leanin on the doors And I'm letting sucka's know, that I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low Pull up in that white on white, know you wonder what its like Know you wonder what's the price, ain't nothing to a boss I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low I get it for da low (ROSS), I get it for da low
Artist: Rick Ross
Title: For Da Low