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Smino - LOW DOWN DERRTY BLUES (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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monte booker
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Checked in a hotel tonight A li'l early gotta set it right If I could, I'd settle down in yo cellulite Fresh oil from Jamaica clean No incense 'dem make me sneeze Twist my wood, burn smell just like tangerine I was jus in the Bay I got some shit So loud it sound like a parade I usually twist, mind my business Not business, I really don't conversate Hope you like masquerade Smino Da Vinci, I'm trynna paint ya face Okay I play I play, shoot up yo shit up like its GTA I got spotlight, hot light, pointin' right on a mic Hand you up on a dick, you the best ornament Pussy tournament, undefeated bitch Yep I'm proud of it, run around a bit Hit the Dougie in the pussy like Rico Ducked back, twist out two weeks old Same pack QP on my p's and q's Thank God, could'a been on the evening news The bass line so low down derrty blues Dat be me Dat be me Dat be me (Low down derrty blues) Dat be me when she in da Gucci Lookin' absolutely like a two piece dipped in lemon juice They sour salty, ooh Lookin' like we the shit, cleaner then vegan shit Honey I'm buzzin', I be too lit Don't mean to take nun' away from you That be me, diggin' deep all in yo' dignity That be me, liftin' yo' energy Liftin' you up on the wall Yeah, cool That be the end, she can't bend Tap a hand, tap a friend, comprehend Red 30, 26, 36 Let's call a audible That be me, call my D That be me, that be me Overseas, blowin' G's Knowin' we sold out and just about to go recoup That be me, love unconditionally That be me making positions That be me spreading the lick So all the guys eat too Bitch, guess what? What girl? That nigga done buy me them motherfuckin' Riri Stop lyin' Yes, all the fuckin' Fenti bitch Man, my li'l ugly ass nigga don't do no shit like that Girl, that's cause your nigga ain't shit "Ladies and gentlemen (Ladies and gentlemen) It's time for The Dice is Right" See, baby, I see you working hard And your nigga just dropped you off at work in your car On his way to go apply for some job Baby, I know you trynna unwind And your kids just walked in on you with That ass in the air for the fifth damn time Oh they just kids, better go check on them See? Everyday got the same old thing You afraid this might be the end of your chain Don't you get off track I got something that could help you 'round the clock Call 1-800 Grigio
Writer(s): Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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