Low - Nicki Minaj/Meek Mill
Written by：Nicki Minaj/Meek Mill
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
She goes low
She goes low
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
Juicy tell 'em what you said bruh
Me juicy j
Got too many
Hoes me juicy j
Got too many flows
Clique ballin' out like
The '98 lakers
Pull up in a million dollar car
And violate it
Fly to can cun on sunday land
In france on monday faded
At the fashion show tryna
Grab a b**ch off the
Run way I ain't even pack no
Clothes nothin' but rubbers in
My suitcase
Laid her on the mic
Menage with my model
And her room mate and if
I tip a b**ch we f**kin'
It ain't no discussion
It cost to be the boss my
n***a
You way out of your budget
Who you playin' with
Lil homie your life
Won't cost me nothin'
Juicy j so
Presidential
Don't make me press that button
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
She go low
She go low
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
She go low
She go low
Low
I get a brick you know I
Get it for the
Low
Her ass so fat I told
Her drop it down
Low
I do a verse you know
My prices ain't
Low
Lil momma know I like my kisses
Down
Low
Nick nicki I m I got too
Many wins
Pull up with them v twins in my engine
All this ice all around me like a penguini
Ain't talkin' bowlin' but
I'm with the king pini
Imma pull up with a
n***a with a real big d**k
That's just so good
Man a b**ch came quicki
Ain't ever have a beat
That a b**ch ain't rip
I'm fly everyday but a
B**ch ain't trippin'
You be on that bull you be on scott pippen
I be pimp walkin' I'm limpin'
C's on my bag so they think
I'm crippin' every
n***a in here wanna know
What I'm drinkin'
Myx moscato niggasi keep
A pillow with me just because
I'm tired of niggas
I'm with some flawless girls
They're pretty
And they're thick
Bust it open quick put that
P***y on his lips
B**ch
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
She go low
She go low
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
She goes low
She goes low
Low
I get a brick you know
I get it for the low her ass so fat
I told her drop it down
Low
I do a verse you know
My prices ain't
Low
Lil momma know I like my kisses down
Low
Lil bibby I'm lil bibby Mr everything for
The low
Mr leave her at home he'll
Take your home stack
That dough young rich n***a used
To trap by store
Now I tax for the flow tell a rap n***a
I'm not feelin'
You stop frontin' boy
Y'all not criminal
Sat the top
Man they talkin' 'bout killin'
You got two 9's but they're
Not identical I'll never trade
On my squad n***a
All hard n***a
I'm michael jordan you lebron
n***a in other words you a fraud n***a
I'll pull your card n***a
I'm a young boss I'm runnin'
Sh*t call me king tut
All this gold on I be blinged up
If they try to rob got
The things tucked you
Ain't seen nothin' at the
Club their jaws drop when
I pull up in that benz
30 deep 'bout 20 heats still
Stomp him out with my timbs
I'm in here chillin' with my feet up
I told y'all that I'm 'bout to heat up
Man it's time to k**l all this weak stuff
Pull the beat up watch me eat up
My beat low
My beat low
My bass low
My bass low
I ride low
I ride low
She goes low
She goes low
My beat low
She gose low
My bass low
She gose low
I go low
She ride low
She goes low
She goes low
Low
I get a brick you know
I get it for the
Low
Her ass so fat I told
Her drop it down
Low
I do a verse you know
My prices ain't low
Lil momma know I like my kisses down
Low
Low
