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Low Key

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You hand me that cup right there Which one? Yeah The Rรฉmy on the rocks, right there Yeah, yeah yeah, that right there Yeah, feel good (yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Feel like I'm on the coast of Italy or somethin' (yeah) Chillin', dip low, hat low I'm 'bout to get this paper (that's right) I gotta see you later (that's right) On a mission for the pension (uh) I don't need no attention (uh) Dumb low-key pimpin' (low low) Dumb low-key pimpin' (low low) Bitch, I'm low, low sittin' (low low) And I'll still be trendin' It's that low-key dope deal, uh (Coco) Brown sugar, oatmeal, uh (Oatmeal) Deal ain't worth a mill', then (why?) It ain't no deal, uh (you know it) And that could be the low bar, uh (yeah) Y'all buy a new car, uh (right) Put my motherfuckin' self on (that's right) Like a pair of new drawers, uh Like my Uncle Snoop said Tryna figure how I'ma do y'all, uh (yeah) Plain Jane Rollie and the (what?) New Gucci boots on, uh Body off the Jeep of the roof Low-key pimpin', need a gold tooth Got a model off the catwalk Bought her shoes, put that puss in boots Wore them bottoms red like a Santa suit (yeah) And sit on my lap, I got cookies too You wanna trip, but you ain't really trippin' (yeah) Tell me where that nigga bookin' to You give me head, grip your mandible (what?) And tell me how niggas handled you (what?) You say they don't follow directions (uh-huh) But they do not come with a manual I'm 'bout to get this paper I gotta see you later On a mission for the pension I don't need no attention Bitch, I'm low-key pimpin' Bitch, I'm low-key pimpin' (low low) Bitch, I'm low, low sittin' (low low) And I'll still be trendin' Keep it low-key like spare keys Ice stack and spread cheese (cheese) I'ma need some bread with it please (please) I'ma need some head 'fore you leave (leave) You gon' have to do more than just smoke weed And pop pussy in order for me to see Keep it cordial whenever we in the streets But we both know that pussy belong to me Had her hittin' high notes like a string (yeah) Ice when I roll up my sleeve (sleeve) It's on ice if it ain't a deposit, yeah Feelin' sorry is just how we mobbin' (yeah) Bad boy like Isiah Thomas Plug with the 'bows like Dennis Rodman (damn) Bad boys ain't doin' nothin' Only throwin' more shade than a palm tree I'm 'bout to get this paper I gotta see you later On a mission for the pension I don't need no attention Bitch, I'm low-key pimpin' Bitch, I'm low-key pimpin' Bitch, I'm low, low sittin' And I'll still be trendin' I'm 'bout to wear my gators I gotta see y'all later On a mission for the pensions I don't pay attention Bitch, I'm low-key pimpin' Bitch, I'm low-key pimpin' Bitch, I'm low, low sittin' And I'll still be trendin' I don't (yeah) follow trends, but I'm trendin' (yeah) Independent outlandin' (yeah) Sparklin' water with the lemon (yeah) Wet her, water sparkle when you swimmin' (when you swimmin') Big pimpin', spendin' cheese (uh) On a boat in West Indies (uh) She used to dip to my knees (what?) It's a lot different with the cheese Yeah, my homies gon' be singin' song Yeah, if you pimpin', sing along Got a bunch of bad bitches I can bring along If you with a bigger pimp than me Then you with a King Kong