Get Down Low (feat. Ohana Bam) - Snow Tha Product

1: Ohana Bam] Leave it from behind she lookin' back at her back Now you she that [?] that's on her bag, look at that She look like [?] Keke, what's the gag She don't gag Let her know that she can meet me at my [?] we could chat I might pull up the the [?] in a Jag' with my last Tell her get up [?] and she say I make her mad Think she really only like me for my swag Throw the flag Know I love it when she shake it then [?] Make it clap, clap Boy you like the way I move (Okay what's up?) You like the way I move (I do, I do) Show me how much you do (Okay, okay) I'm all you gotta lose (I know, I know) Can't be that hard too chose (Flick) All these other women here is just a decoys (Flick) All these other women here not in your league (Flick) Who you choosing? Is you choosing their mami, boy It's their mami, boy Let me know Okay, okay You liking what you see Beg for it on your knees I said beg for it on your knees Don't care about who sees Come here get what you need You can't do as you please Oh 'til I say [?] I might pull up the the [?] in a Jag' with my last Tell her get up [?] and she say I make her mad Think she really only like me for my swag Throw the flag Know I love it when she shake it then [?] Make it clap, clap Boy you like the way I move (Okay what's up?) You like the way I move (I do, I do) Show me how much you do (Okay, okay) I'm all you gotta lose (I know, I know) Can't be that hard too chose (Flick) All these other women here is just a decoys (Flick) All these other women here not in your league (Flick) Who you choosing? Is you choosing their mami, boy It's their mami, boy Let me known 3: Ohana Bam] Leave it from behind she lookin' back at her back Now you she that [?] that's on her bag, look at that She look like [?] Keke, what's the gag She don't gag Let her know that she can meet me at my [?] we could chat I might... (You might what) I might... (You might what) I might pull up to the [?] (You might what) (You might what)

Uhh Yeah Esto no para, no para It's the boss bitch, soy la fucking Mexicana Got a couple bitches hating, they ain't saying nada It's the champagne papa, I do what I wanna Gotta do my thing 'cause these bitches hate Bitches going broke with all the attention they been giving me Anybody hating in my circle, I eliminate Even when I miss, I'ma hit 'cause it ricochet I been trying to keep it proper baby please don't push me I don't fuck with hating bitches or no dudes that's pussy Don't mistake kindness for weakness, you must've mistook me This a professional flow, you a rookie, bitch Pour it out, pour them feelings out I got champagne stains on the ceiling now All them bottled up emotions you been spillin' out I'm applyin' pressure, feel it now, bitch Pour it out, pour them feelings out I got champagne stains on the ceiling now All them bottled up emotions you been spilling out I'm applyin' pressure, feel it now, bitch Get out your feelings with that pillow talkin' How you talking mad shit, but stoppin' when I walk in? You ain't workin' like I'm workin', then don't count my pockets You ain't earn it like I earn it, then get off the topic, bitch I put a hollow in the warnin' shot Trigger finger itchin', I ain't fix it with no cortisol Pussy boys gossip like some bitches 'cause I know they soft Jealous friends envy, so at this point I'ma show it off, bitch I hope you die when you see me winnin' Acting like we really friends but the hate was hidden Wishing you got what I got, I thought we was chillin' How you jealous of your friends, I wouldn't know the feelin', bitch Pour it out, pour them feelings out I got champagne stains on the ceiling now All them bottled up emotions you been spilling out I'm applyin' pressure, feel it now, bitch Pour it out, pour them feelings out I got champagne stains on the ceiling now All them bottled up emotions you gon' spill it out I'm applyin' pressure, feel it now, bitch I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate Anybody hating in my circle, I eliminate I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate Said I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate I'ma do my thing, let these bitches hate Even when I miss, I'ma hit 'cause it ricochet, bitch

Pum-Pumbaa, are you nuts? Bitch, we can get petty, tell me if you ready, uh I was playin' nice, we can change the setting, uh We can get petty, uh We can get petty, yeah We can get petty, uh, tell me if you ready, uh I was playin' nice, we can change the setting, uh We can get petty, uh We can get petty, yeah Broke bitches always in some shit except businesses (uh) Tryna bring us down, so they bring up us rich bitches (uh) Talkin' out that neck won't get you far, but if this is Gossip that affect my pockets, it's gon' hit different (uh) 'Bout to get explicit (uh) Ain't with Twitter dissin' (uh) You gon' have to speak up when you talk, I'm here to listen, uh If you poppin' shit, you probably wishin' I'm religious, uh This collision finna get you feelin' hella Christian Look, you gon' need that energy you got when you sendin' me All the caps lockin' when you talkin' on the net to me Wish a bitch would yell at me Fuck a bitch's jealousy May not be your cup of tea, but I'm your boyfriend's Hennessy and... We can get petty, tell me if you ready, uh I was playin' nice, we can change the setting, uh We can get petty, uh We can get petty, yeah, uh We can get petty, tell me if you ready, uh I was playin' nice, we can change the setting, uh We can get petty, uh We can get petty, yeah Bro, I'm so tired of the commentin' on me and mine When all you bitches really ain't got no pot to piss in Couldn't get 1000 dollar if you and your three Hoe-ass friends go put your savings in a pot You fuckin' thots is out here Judgin' bitches like us 'cause you forgot That I don't got time but I'll make Time if it means draggin' a lil bitch I'm tired of all you fuckin' hoes Y'all startin' problems, think you slick I'm 'bout to drag you by the fuckin' edges both of us ain't got It's quite ironic, stale bland ass bitches throwin' salt You 'bout to get your season, we 'bout to make this even You talkin' shit about me, you 'bout to get your reason 'Cause I've been on my vibin' higher and my meditatin' shit But if you want bitch, I can put this fuckin' hair up, hold my shit We can get petty, tell me if you ready (yeah) I was playin' nice, we can change the setting, uh We can get petty, uh (uh) We can get petty, yeah, uh We can get petty, tell me if you ready, uh I was playin' nice, we can change the setting, uh We can get petty, uh (uh) We can get petty, yeah, uh

This ones for y'all if y'all want it This one for la raza, bitch it don't stop Til 4, 5, 6 in the mornin' Till somebody's uncle sings 'till he drops Now I rap for y'all and y'all know it But goddamn, do I got that hatin' shit Maybe 'cause I'm Mexican n I be wreckin' She steppin' and definitely bringin' em a little change to this Man, I come from where they run from 'Cause this ain't a sap and the pesos don't last us shit A conundrum, I've been dumb some Man, I'm proud of my people who we tryna get to call of slim 'Cause I know y'all tired of bein pacifist I'm running up with hella cats and I'm blasting shit Till we back, we get attack and attack you bitch 'Cause if you tryna fuck with us then you a masochist Mira cabron, conmigo no te metas guey Yo te voy a enseñar que conmigo no es okay Poneme algun commentario que el ritmo es gay Que no mato la liga con mi mixtape There's always some dumb bitch with some shit to say But a latina finna get up in here an hit the game So you can hate, you can say shit but we gon' stay Snow White tell them hating bitches fix your face We rolling up, holding drinks Let them haters hate They know what's up, know we in here They know we don't play, don't play Don't play, don't play, don't play Hold up, wait a minute, make them scream 'n shake We showing up, blowing up Tell my DJ hit play, hit play Hit play, hit play, hit play This one for the kickbacks in apartments Man, fuck the neighbors and fuck the cops If they don't want none, don't talk shit From the VIP in the club to the parking lot I got a whole belligerence, as in orthodox And it all went downhill when we poured them shots We poured one, four, six, twenty, fuck I can't even afford it all Around here these bouncers don't play Been drinking monster all day Girl, big as Ricky Rose But I'm five foot three on a good day Ok, I'm feeling Patron ay pero dice mi novia to phone home But my girl here telling me don't go Get ruled in the back, bon bo-bo-bo-bon bon Like where my fellas in here getting stacks? Throw em Where my women in here with the racks? Show 'em What you doing in the back? Where you going? Haters talking, stepping, its a rap, hold up We rolling up, holding drinks Let them haters hate They know what's up, know we in here They know we don't play, don't play Don't play, don't play, don't play Hold up, wait a minute, make them scream 'n shake We showing up, blowing up Tell my DJ hit play, hit play Hit play, hit play, hit play Where my fellas in here getting stacks? Throw em Where the women in here with the racks? Show 'em What you doing in the back? Where you going? Haters talking, stepping, its a rap, hold up We rolling up, holding drinks Let them haters hate They know what's up, know we in here They know we don't play, don't play Don't play, don"t play, don't play Hold up, wait a minute, make them scream n shake We showing up, blowing up Tell my DJ hit play, hit play Hit play, hit play, hit play