knees until your hips go D4L...Bend your knees until your hips go Make ya get real low bounce on your toes hit after hit Chorus Make ya get real low
yo' knees until your hips go D4L, bend your knees until your hips go Make ya get real low, bounce on your toes hit after hit Make ya get real low, bounce
Traduzione: D4L. Get Low Real.
shake your darrier (if you's a real nigga, and you's a down broad Somebody say, oh yeah) [Chris Ward:] I'm in a GS-4 double O, sitting low Me and Po
: mail means money) [VERSE 5: D-Loc] Lavish to D is livin life with ease Straight loungin - while my money work for me And if the flow gets low, no sweat
H-I-L-L-Y, North, West, Southwest South side P-H-I-L-L-Y, Give it to them bitches and niggas who stay fly [Verse 1 - Beanie] You know my flavor Low linen
chill, Chris cold Don't ask questions just roll Hit that front, d-d-damn Shake that ass, to tha jam D-d-damn, little mama You know I'm a big tima
bustin' back trying to hit us from the blind side Low, A fucking doughnut and the twelve-gauge pump Hang from the window what's up now nigga yee-ah L
it be? Or can he be Locked up in the county cause the bounty finally found a nigga like me? X-to-the-R-to-the-A-I-D-E-D L-O-C What's up, my nigga?
strong surviving Or getting pimped by the system I still be 4 1 5 ing it down to the V With that fool Celly C E L L Shakin' it, breakin' it, movin' it
Go tell Montell he gotta sue to Get like Donahue Between soap operas and bras Commercials sop opraahh Gossip by their own admissions Failed smoke emissions So enquired minds wanna know How low
s I sprays with the quickness Doin' a way with the remains with the swiftness Layin' low in my hood on the late nights rap right A dead 6-4 lay low with
do it, it's so easy First ya get real low Bounce on ya toes Snap ya finger, make yo arm roll Hit the flo' do the Fa-bo Get real crazy and scream out Oh
it's me i'm da man who touched da man for them forty keys. I'm da man sold em forty went and bought a hundred piece. In da club D4L and Triple C's a hundred
(feat. Busta Rhymes) Hey, Hey Yeah Hey Well you know What It's Busta Rhymes and D4L in this motherfucker, fo' sho' The remix, the remix Ay Ayo I heard
old and already got a car ? Is good too coped her a cellphone never turn on my crew D4L we made it home We stay in tha trap Tryna get that money up So
see fo'-fo' don't test D4L, whole Bankhead we ready to go when real killas at yo do', give up tha blow, Mook-B I was born in mackin', live it, at times shawty was low