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Crème de la crème, homie, top shelf you know

I like my beat down low, down low, down low

Down low, down low, down low, down low

I like my top let back, let back, let back

Let back, let back, let back

Ay, holla if you like your beat down low, down low, down low

Down low, down low, down low, down low

I like my top let back, let back, let back

Let back, let back, let back

Ay, holla if you like your beat down low, down low, down low

Down low, down low, down low, down low

I like my top let back, let back, let back

Let back, let back, let back

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody fuckin' with me

You can ask the real **** and all the bad bitches

I'm a known drug dealer, I always have fifties

And the thugs and the killers was all in class with me

SS's on twenty-sixes, watchin' some television

Shorty, I'm never slippin', got the Berretta in vision

And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin'

Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whippin'

In a stolen automobile, the roof and the tag missin'

Polices try to pursue me, it's nothin' but gas-given

Addicted to fast livin', guess I'm one of my dad's children

Think I'm bad now, you should've seen me 'fore I had children

Give dick to your daddy's daughter and dare her to have children

Hope he got some insurance, 'cause death, her ass is enduring

Killer in Mississippi and drive her ass to Missouri

Still my wet paint drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin'

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

This Pimp Squad Click, I know you heard about us

Young **** filthy rich and we ain't worried 'bout much

On this Glock I clutch, in God I trust

If a fuck **** start, bet his heart I bust

Got your partners and the broad in your car fucked up

With ya under estimations, thought a star wouldn't bust

I got the heart and the guts, on this purp I blow

Move ten bricks daily, tryin' to twerk five more

See the Cadillac swervin' down Hollywood Road

All the fliest, burnin' Cali, fuckin' Hollywood hoes

On a pill and a half with my partner Young Dro, Dro

Bumping Goodie Mob 'Soul Food' number four

Other rappers' old news, told dudes I'm a pro

With a loaded four-four and a quarter brick of blow

Hey, **** don't you hit me 'less you buyin' six or more

My twenty-four blades glisten and my 808 kickin'

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

I wear the crown down under, man somebody better tell 'em

'Fore I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin'

I got some bitches in the Benz and my partners in the Chevy

And now we riding Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis

If you ever think of tryin' to run up on me, just forget it

The clip in the chopper long as your leg and'll leave you shredded

Pistol way in the truck, got my knife on tuck

You think you ain't gettin' stuck, you got life fucked up

A couple stitches in your hip will have your night fucked up

Will he live, will he die? Guess he might luck up

Meanwhile, I'm racin' my Ferrari like a light for a buck

Against Lamborghini Gallardos every time I get a car

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black

I like my beat down low and my top let back

Can see me ridin' 24's with a chopper in the back

Ay, holla if you like your Kenwood hot and your top let back

If your rims sit high and your windows pitch-black, ay