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Murrel - downLOW. Lyrics



Murrel - downLOW. Lyrics
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Wassup girl
Shit I'm just trying to see what you doin' here
Oh word?
Shit, show me
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
I'ma leave with somethin
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
Baby keep it comin
Wassup heard you round the way (wassup)
I know you've heard a couple things said about my name (I know)
But guarantee from your lips they won't sound the same
So if you came to get down baby I'm house of pain (haha)
I know you tired lil mama sorry bout the wait (sorry)
I was busy trying to make an ounce out a eighth (haha)
But I seen you on the gram and I had to say damn (god damn)
I knew that was something I had to pound today
Wait hold up (hold up)
VIP you and me in a cloudy haze (okay)
THC little peach got the crown for days (okay)
Calling me G O D like I'm Charlemagne
Only f*cking Quazar dawg so get out her space
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
I'ma leave with somethin
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
Baby keep it comin
Whiskey in my stomach like I ate a match
Somebody get the bottle from me fore' I fade to black (why)
Cuz I don't talk shit I just state the facts (no cap)
So if I'm VHS ya man's is beta max (haha)
Baby I ain't ever seen somebody shake it fast (damn)
And girl I still can't believe your mama gave you that (no way)
Well I only got a couple hundreds gotta make it last
So I'ma work that spine like a paperback
She make it cyclone to some Baby Bash
Depending how the night go I might pay the tab (I won't)
But it ain't Gieco I ain't saving cash
She coming through the side do' like we making tracks
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
I'ma leave with somethin
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
Baby keep it comin
God damn
Shit I ain't knew you had it like that
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Wassup girl
Shit I'm just trying to see what you doin' here
Oh word?
Shit, show me
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
I'ma leave with somethin
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
Baby keep it comin
Wassup heard you round the way (wassup)
I know you've heard a couple things said about my name (I know)
But guarantee from your lips they won't sound the same
So if you came to get down baby I'm house of pain (haha)
I know you tired lil mama sorry bout the wait (sorry)
I was busy trying to make an ounce out a eighth (haha)
But I seen you on the gram and I had to say damn (god damn)
I knew that was something I had to pound today
Wait hold up (hold up)
VIP you and me in a cloudy haze (okay)
THC little peach got the crown for days (okay)
Calling me G O D like I'm Charlemagne
Only f*cking Quazar dawg so get out her space
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
I'ma leave with somethin
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
Baby keep it comin
Whiskey in my stomach like I ate a match
Somebody get the bottle from me fore' I fade to black (why)
Cuz I don't talk shit I just state the facts (no cap)
So if I'm VHS ya man's is beta max (haha)
Baby I ain't ever seen somebody shake it fast (damn)
And girl I still can't believe your mama gave you that (no way)
Well I only got a couple hundreds gotta make it last
So I'ma work that spine like a paperback
She make it cyclone to some Baby Bash
Depending how the night go I might pay the tab (I won't)
But it ain't Gieco I ain't saving cash
She coming through the side do' like we making tracks
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
I'ma leave with somethin
Damn mama how u drop it down low (that low)
Back it up let me see it up close (real close)
Bend over baby touch them toes
You know how it goes
Baby keep it comin
God damn
Shit I ain't knew you had it like that
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Writer: John Mireles III
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Performed By: Murrel
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: John Mireles III

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