"Lower Numbers Remix" lyrics
Philthy Rich, Trapboy Freddy & Peezy Lyrics
[Emma Peters:]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
[Philthy Rich:]
Uh-huh, look
Because you have money, don't make you a real nigga
Top boy from Seminary and Foothill, nigga
Same hood, same block since a lil' nigga
Sold crack, sold weed, sold pills, nigga
Bust down a brick of cocaína
Pull up in the hood, 745 Bimmer
Used to cook it at this knock house, name Tina
My bitch had super head way before Karrine
I been fuckin' on the plug daughter
Tryna get the number, Lord, what he charge it?
Free-fuckin' on that bitch, she ain't into chargin'
This a foreign whip, I ain't in a Charger, it's Philth
[Emma Peters:]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
[Peezy:]
Ghetto, yeah
Crack a bottle, let it spill through the ground
Made it through all the police raids and the shootouts
It's been a couple years, nah, we ain't seen us no drought
The way the money been flowin', it's like they handin' it out
The way that nigga pourin' up, he must be from the South
I grew up on that UGK, I stuffed my pockets with rocks
An underground king for real, I could never go pop
Would never turn my back on my hood, my ma's, my pop's
These niggas lame and they fake for real, remind me I'm not
I put all Louis on and go and stand on the block
Yeah, I'm bossed up and I don't need me no props
Ain't no need to compete for no spot
Plain Jane on a watch, came up off
[Emma Peters (Peezy):]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille (Yeah, ghetto)
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
[Trapboy Freddy:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ain't shit get sold on my street unless I get a piece (I need it)
I'ma trap this house 'til it's hot as Greece, you know I bake [?]
All these L's on my floor, stacked up to my knees (Damn)
You would've thought this was a crack one, this shit all weed
Got some shit for the cheap, depend on the strain
You can get it for lil' cheaper, worth more when it land
He comin' in from out of town, he get loads for a band (Band)
You gotta watch it when you drivin', got 'bows in this van
I got a plug from 'cross the border for the cocaína
Thirteen for the brick, thirty-five the nina
Country boys like that purple, Texas like I'm [?]
You better off sendin' that pape', they gone 'fore you see 'em
[Emma Peters:]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
[Philthy Rich:]
Uh-huh, look
Because you have money, don't make you a real nigga
Top boy from Seminary and Foothill, nigga
Same hood, same block since a lil' nigga
Sold crack, sold weed, sold pills, nigga
Bust down a brick of cocaína
Pull up in the hood, 745 Bimmer
Used to cook it at this knock house, name Tina
My bitch had super head way before Karrine
I been fuckin' on the plug daughter
Tryna get the number, Lord, what he charge it?
Free-fuckin' on that bitch, she ain't into chargin'
This a foreign whip, I ain't in a Charger, it's Philth
[Emma Peters:]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
[Peezy:]
Ghetto, yeah
Crack a bottle, let it spill through the ground
Made it through all the police raids and the shootouts
It's been a couple years, nah, we ain't seen us no drought
The way the money been flowin', it's like they handin' it out
The way that nigga pourin' up, he must be from the South
I grew up on that UGK, I stuffed my pockets with rocks
An underground king for real, I could never go pop
Would never turn my back on my hood, my ma's, my pop's
These niggas lame and they fake for real, remind me I'm not
I put all Louis on and go and stand on the block
Yeah, I'm bossed up and I don't need me no props
Ain't no need to compete for no spot
Plain Jane on a watch, came up off
[Emma Peters (Peezy):]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille (Yeah, ghetto)
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
[Trapboy Freddy:]
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ain't shit get sold on my street unless I get a piece (I need it)
I'ma trap this house 'til it's hot as Greece, you know I bake [?]
All these L's on my floor, stacked up to my knees (Damn)
You would've thought this was a crack one, this shit all weed
Got some shit for the cheap, depend on the strain
You can get it for lil' cheaper, worth more when it land
He comin' in from out of town, he get loads for a band (Band)
You gotta watch it when you drivin', got 'bows in this van
I got a plug from 'cross the border for the cocaína
Thirteen for the brick, thirty-five the nina
Country boys like that purple, Texas like I'm [?]
You better off sendin' that pape', they gone 'fore you see 'em
[Emma Peters:]
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
La cocaïna, la cocaïna a pris ma famille
J'suis une clandestina, une clandestina à Miami
