Текст песни For Me Pt, ll - JAAE feat. Cellgotit

Tell the lil bihh to go low
Tell the lil bihh to go low
Tell the lil bihh to go low
Aye, yuh, look
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Aye, yuh, look
Don't move, we Fina pipe up this club
Aye, yuh, look
Don't move, we Fina pipe up this club
Aye, yuh, look
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Aye, yuh, look

Aye
No stress
Good sex
One boo
No ex
Small circle
Big checks
Fool, move
Me next
I'm sick
Kleenex
Her loss
Rich flex
Onika
Rich sex
Clean shot
All net
Hmm
Pop you shit, baby drop it real low
But only, if he got that green, got that dough
You bending over, yeah you touching ya toes
Please don't get her wrong, she ain't one of these hoes
She need them coins
Run her the money
Nobody laughing, this shit isn't funny
Nigga, this shit isn't free
I bet we won't link, if you don't got the money
Aye
It's double the stacks for the room
She'll get to rubbing, her friend's will come too
She'll make it clap, if you play her my new
She want to feel, she don't fuck with the nudes
She pimping niggas
Ain't feeling these niggas
She slap all you bitches, and flex with her riches
Oooh, that shit lame, that ain't mine, that shit Rich's
Dipping on "Dave's" that's goodbye Mr. Richard
Bitch

Tell the lil bihh to go low
Tell the lil bihh to go low
Tell the lil bihh to go low
Aye, yuh, look
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Aye, yuh, look
Don't move, we Fina pipe up this club
Aye, yuh, look
Don't move, we Fina Pipe up this club
Aye, yuh, look
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Aye, yuh, look

It's still the braids, and the length for me
It's still the way that it's swaying for me
Damn, you still popping yo shit
Them bundles legit
Them baby hairs laid, at ease
No, we ain't baking
We high, the weed
It's the way that dat shaking for me
No, she ain't coming to play
Dat ass is on cake
A forty inch, down to her knees
Aye, look!
She bust in a split, drop it low
But classy on weekdays, she covering Vogue
Plus she do poll
She smell like Rihanna, she got on that "Rogue"
Ain't worried bout hoes
Nah, you ain't slime, you just picking ya nose
I'm in the sky
You on the road
I get to spitting
You get to shaking
Yeah, i'm real high, you a pig, guess we baking
Me dicen "Bravo" but no Andy Cohen
Them bars got me rolling
The ray, but ain't rolling
Nah, she ain't cuffed, but hell nah, she ain't ho'ing
Go-on give it up, it's the crown that i'm holding
Let's fly out to France
Please sign the check, finna blow this advance
Go-on get a coat, cause i'm flyer than fans
I just dropped the "Favorites, Vol. One"
Yes, the one for my fans (brah)

Tell the lil bihh to go low
Tell the lil bihh to go low
Tell the lil bihh to go low
Aye, yuh, look
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Aye, yuh, look
Don't move, we Finna pipe up this club
Aye, yuh, look
Don't move, we Finna pipe up this club
Aye, yuh, look
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Told the hoe go to the floor
Aye, yuh, look