Stay Low

Lyrics

[Intro 1: Lil Scrappy] Aye, stop every motherfucking thing that's going on right now, I know ya'll listening and shit But I need to holla at my nigga Dramatic mane I ain't finna host this shit, if it ain't got none of my shit on this bitch This the boy the prince of crunk Man turn my shit on and turn that shit up You in your car, nigga turn the shit on Don't even turn it down cause you finna get your shit busted, yeah (Dramatic, Dramatic) [Intro 2: Trillville & Lil Jon] I'm dead broke, a nigga need some dough Oh hell no, I'm sick of being broke I'm dead broke, a nigga need some dough Oh hell no, I'm sick of being broke (Gangsta Grillz, yeah) [Chorus: Don P & Lil Scrappy] Clips in my .9, a couple .45's A nigga dead broke, so I gotta get mine Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit thе floor) We'll shoot through your window, we'll shoot through your wall (Through your wall) Go strip down to your draws (Draws) All my niggas want it all (All) We want you to buck mothеrfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) [Verse 1: Dirty Mouth & Don P] Fuck nigga All my nigga want is some cheese Don't say a word pussy nigga, if you do I'ma squeeze Now bitch freeze, and get yo ass down on the floor I'm a gutter motherfucka, that's gon' slit your throat I'm dead broke, a nigga comin' straight out the slums Packing .9 millimeters and a black tommy guns And I'm a killer, I'ma straight pull out your spine Stab your ass eight times, it's a [freeze?] from the crime (Aye, my [?]) [Verse 2: Don P] Aye, my man, let me explain I don't play by rules, my gat don't play no games Don't give up, money, jewelry and chain Now I'm rich, I get the picture but I ain't changed Had to hit a lick cause a nigga needed cheese Lay it down motherfucka, I ain't gotta say please With the gat to your face and your bitch on her knees Don AKA, I stay on the creep, yeah [Chorus: Don P & Lil Scrappy] Clips in my .9, a couple .45's A nigga dead broke, so I gotta get mine Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) We'll shoot through your window, we'll shoot through your wall (Through your wall) Go strip down to your draws (Draws) All my niggas want it all (All) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) [Verse 3: Lil Scrappy] My pockets on low, finna pull up, kick door Aye bitch, lay it down, put your face on the floor Whatchu waiting on buddy? I ain't playing with you homie Got a mask on my face so you don't too much know me Yeah nigga I'm for real, don't be playing with my skill Gon' rob for a [?] and I do it for a mill Aye chill, before I knock the fucking balls out your face Motherfuck the police cause I ain't catching a case [Verse 4: Lil' LA & Don P] I gotta get mine, feeling with you [?] Bitch you want it all, all G's and the dough A mix of little Hen (Hen), and a little coke (Coke) And if I see the draw, in a goddamn pole So gon' get ho'ed or better yet, get low I got a damn bitch that'll make your ass hit the floor Bitch nigga know cause we came from the dough So go and get up and get your ass on the floor (Yeah) [Chorus: Don P, Lil Scrappy & Lil Jon] Clips in my .9, a couple .45's A nigga dead broke, so I gotta get mine Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) We'll shoot through your window, we'll shoot through your wall (Through your wall) Go strip down to your draws (Draws) All my niggas want it all (All) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now, Gangsta Grillz) Yeah, clips in my .9, a couple .45's A nigga dead broke, so I gotta get mine Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) Hit the floor (Hit the floor), hit the floor (Hit the floor) We'll shoot to your window, we'll shoot through your wall (Through your wall) Go strip down through your draws (Draws) All my niggas want it all (All) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) We want you to buck motherfucka (Motherfucka) We want you to buck right now (Right now) [Outro: Bo Hagon] Didn't you hear what my folks said? Don't you know what the deal is? We ain't got to say shit, that'll still [?] And Coupe de Ville is parked outside of the corner store of the exit off 85 Hit the lick, switch clothes and let it ride Them FBI boys ain't quick to let it slide I'ma get this money any way that I can Nigga fuck around think we playin', there it is