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ms banks - get low lyrics

[intro]
yeah
([?])
yo
gwen stefani, i don’t need to holla back
gyal of the year and i give ’em heart attack (woo)
hand on his neck when i’m ready with the wap
yelling, “push it up, push it up”, now i got him coming back

[chorus]
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
get low, give me that (yeah)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
[verse 1]
yo, hop on the ting, you don’t need a driver, ayy
i got the juice, put it pon the rider, ayy
you be the bread, i can be the slider
you don’t need ata ’cause you know i’m way too fire
get low, give me that
i’m serving face and i got a lot in the back (yeah)
he said that i’m the baddest, i told him it’s just a fact (woo)
beat it up like a drum, i got somethin’ that you should knack
ayo, who that gyal inna the bloodclaat benz?
said i got the fiji cah that p+ssy 10/10
drip, throwing fits so we affi mad dem
b+tches always want my input like, “what would you recommend?”

[pre+chorus]
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
he wanna buss it up, f+ck it up from the back (uh)
i got that money, i’m spending all of your racks (spending all)
i pray that all of my haters get cataracts (haha)

[chorus]
get low, give me that
you and me is wahala, you met your match
get low, give me that (yeah)
you and me is wahala, you met your match
the way i f+ck it up, bruk it, don’t get attached
cah when i grip it and lock it, i got the latch
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
get low, give me that
[verse 2]
yo, it ain’t my fault all these n+ggas wanna do me, do me (ooh)
disturbing london when i post without dumi, dumi (uh)
he at my house like a scout for the cookie, cookie (haha)
i told him, “if you wanna see me, gotta book me, book me”
from the car to the house to the bed to the floor (uh)
looking in the mirror while i ride it slow mo’ (ooh)
sweeter than ice tea, he fiending for the coco (ooh)
make it stan’ up when i get low, ayo
you wanna f+ck me (uh)
and you might get lucky (yeah)
couple breddas on the ‘gram but they can never buck me (nah)
boy, you need to smack it down on a b+tch
if you will this p+ssy chris (you ain’t sh+t)

[pre+chorus]
i just need you to get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
he wanna buss it up, f+ck it up from the back (ooh, yeah)
he give me all his money, i’m spending all of your racks (spending all)
he told me i’m the best of the better and that’s a fact
da, run it back

[chorus]
get low, give me that
you and me is wahala, you met your match
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
you and me is wahala, you met your match (ooh)
the way i f+ck it up, bruk it, don’t get attached (get attached)
cah when i grip it and lock it, i got the latch
get low (get low), give me that (give me that)
get low (get low), give me that (woo)
[outro]
get down
get down

- ms banks lyrics

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