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Smino - LOW DOWN DERRTY BLUES (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smino
Smino
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Smith Jr.
Christopher Smith Jr.
Songwriter
Ahmanti Booker
Ahmanti Booker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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monte booker
Producer
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Elton "L10MixedIt" Chueng
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Checked in a hotel tonight
A lil' early, gotta set it right
If I could, I'd settle down in yo' cellulite
Fresh oil from Jamaica clean
No incense, 'dem make me sneeze
Twist my wood, burn smell just like tangerine
I was just in the Bay, I got some shit
So loud it sound like a parade
I usually twist, mind my business
Not business, really I don't conversate
Hope you like masquerade
Smino Di Vinci, tryin' to paint ya face
Okay, I play, I play, shoot up yo shit up like its GTA
I got spotlight, hot light, pointin' right on a mic
Hang you up on a dick, you the best ornament
Pussy tournament, undefeated bitch
Yep I'm proud of it, run around a bit
Hit the Dougie in the pussy like Rico
Ducked back, twist out two weeks old
Same pack QP on my p's and q's
Thank God, could'a been on the evening news
The bass line so low down derrty blues
Dat be me
<span begin="51.631" end="53.870">Dat be me, Dat be me</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="52.349" end="54.232">(Low down derrty blues)</span></span>
Dat be me when she in da Gucci
Lookin' absolutely like a two piece dipped in lemon juice
They sour salty, ooh
Lookin' like we the shit, cleaner then vegan shit
Honey I'm buzzin', I be too lit
Don't mean to take nun' away from you
Dat be me, diggin' deep all in yo' dignity
Dat be me, liftin' yo' energy
Liftin' you up on the wall, yeah, cool
Dat be the end, she can't bend
Tap a hand, tap a friend, comprehend
Red 30, 26, 36 let's call a audible
Dat be me, call my D, dat be me, dat be me
Overseas, blowin' G's
Knowin' we sold out and just about to go recoup
Dat be me, love unconditionally
Dat be me makin' positions, dat be me spreadin' the lick
So all the guys eat too
Bitch, guess what?
What, girl?
That **** done buy me them motherfuckin' Riri
Stop lyin'
Yes, all the fuckin' Fenty bitch
Man, my lil' ugly ass **** don't do no shit like that
Girl, that's 'cause your **** ain't shit
<span begin="2:35.166" end="2:36.386">Ladies and gentlemen</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:36.396" end="2:37.132">(Ladies and gentlemen)</span></span>
It's time for The Dice is Right
See, baby, I see you working hard
And your **** just dropped you off at work in your car
On his way to go apply for some job
Baby, I know you tryna unwind
And your kids just walked in on you
With that ass in the air for the fifth damn time
Oh, they just kids, better go check on them
See? Everyday it's the same old thing
You afraid this might be the end of your chain
Don't you get off track
I got something that could help you 'round the clock
Call 1-800 Grigio
Written by: Ahmanti Booker, Christopher Smith, Christopher Smith Jr.
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