get low (apple music home session) - ms banks lyrics
[intro]
ooh
ay, ay*ay, ay
yo
gwen stefani, i don’t need to holla back
gyal of the year and i give ’em heart attack
hand on his neck when i’m ready with the wap
yelling, “push it up, push it up”, now i got him coming back
[chorus]
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
[verse 1]
yo, hop on the ting, you don’t need a driver, ayy
i got the juice, put it pon the rider, ayy
you be the bread, i can be the slider
you don’t need ata ’cause you know i’m way too fire
gеt low, give me that
i’m serving facе and i got a lot in the back
he said that i’m the baddest, i told him it’s just a fact
beat it up like a drum, i got somethin’ that you should knack
ayo, who that gyal inna the bloodclaat benz?
got the fiji cah that p*ssy 10/10
drip, throwing fits so we affi mad dem
always want my input like, “what would you recommend?”
[pre*chorus]
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
he wanna buss it up, f*ck it up from the back
i got that money, i’m spending all of your racks
i pray that all of my haters get cataracts
[chorus]
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
the way i f*ck it up, bruk it, don’t get attached
cah when i grip it and lock it, i got the latch
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
[verse 2]
yo, it ain’t my fault all these n*ggas wanna do me, do me
disturbing london when i post without dumi, dumi
he at my house like a scout for the cookie, cookie
told him, “if you wanna see me, gotta book me, book me”
from the car to the house to the bed to the floor
looking in the mirror while i ride it slow mo’
sweeter than ice tea, he fiending for the coco
make it stan’ up when i get low, ayo
you wanna f*ck me
and you might get lucky
couple breddas on the ‘gram but they can never buck me
boy, you need to smack it down on a b*tch
if you will, this p*ssy chris
[pre*chorus]
i just need you to get low, give me that
he wanna buss it up, f*ck it up from the back
he give me all his money, i’m spending all of your racks
he told me i’m the best of the better and that’s a fact
da, run it back
[chorus]
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
the way i f*ck it up, bruk it, don’t get attached
cah when i grip it and lock it, i got the latch
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
uh
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