Low-Dough - Swizzz

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in

Let me introduce you to that new west coast

And get your fuckin' head bangin' like it’s techno

But not Benassi or mister Tiesto

I’m SwizZz, three z’s, but not to be slept on

Now catch your breath and get all calm and collected

Cause in a second i’ma do something so highly unexpected

You might fuckin' drop your jaws to the floor

Like when you caught your wife cheatin' in the back of your Ford, sayin'

«Emily, please, I know you threatened to leave

But I never thought for a minute you’d be fucking with D

Sucking his dick like a leech, nuts all in yo' cheek

And he’s my best friend too, now both of you bleed»

I talk shit like a ass with a mouth

Then clap niggas like a beat made down in the south («Hey»)

I invite beef, I treat it like I’m fucking obese

A hungry nigga, yes I’m ready to eat

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in

See, I left school and chose to rap

Now I’m broke as fuck, without a deal

Askin' my dad for gas money and a 20 to eat

Feel like a bum on his knees

Getting excited for a crumb in the street («What tha fuck?»)

My part time job won’t pay off

Hours getting cut and other niggas getting laid off

Economy stop, I’m tryin' to prosper

I see patients growin' a beard waitin' hours to see a doctor

Now what the fuck do you call justice?

I’ve seen a cop shoot a father like «Fuck it»

He did even choose to beat him like a drum stick

On new years day Grant was slayed by a fuckin' pig

So this was for Oscar Grant and his family

I send this message to anybody to challenge me

Ya’ll fuckin' up the game and that’s a no-no

You tryin' to get high, I can get you for the low-dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in

Yo, I learned in life that nothing’s fair («Nothing»)

So I get drunk as shit drinkin' absinthe like I wasn’t there

I’ll yank your girl by your nappy hair

Toss her down the stairs like a Slinky

Then spark a blunt like a fuckin' flare

Don’t bother knockin' nigga, no one’s there

I’m on vacation with Jeezy slappin' greedy jews that refuse to share

My flow is grizzly homie, try to bare

Something so rare

I’ll make John McCain throw his arms in the air («I love the US»)

I spit on fake faggot rappers when I’m battlin'

I’m sick enough to drown shack in the shallow end

I rock stunner shades without the lens, count to ten

And go dumb like a retarded kid who ain’t got no friends

I know it seems like I’m mad at life

But I see everything in grey, propably because I’m black and white

FV’s the set, you’ve seen the logo

You tryin' to get high, I still got you for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in for the low dough

Now I’ma get it in for the low dough

Watch me get it in

I’ma get it in