Filthy Beatz - Low Miles lyrics

Chorus: Her p**y got low miles Her p**y got low miles Her p**y got low miles p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low Her p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low Her p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low I f** her like that Cause she ain't f**ing like that! Vers 1: Her wall stay tight ,so I can still hit the bottom Have the hole lil a** down, when I hit the throttle She ain't f**ing a super heavy, so she got that water She won't f** with a lot of n***as, so that's why I call her She really f**ing nothin', that p**y I break it in Long miles on the sh**, if I went through sh** I can skim That p**y she keep it up, gotta ask her by where I've been How many n***as f**, she could count that sh** on a hand Low miles go the sh**, that mean I can either then Low miles go the sh**, that means she ain't gotta sin Can't f** her with one claw, got opened the [?] I want my [?] [Hook: x2] p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low Her p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low Her p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low I f** her like that Cause she ain't f**ing like that! Vers 2: Anything is still in place ,owe it just like it's new She got a platinum plus p**y, so it's just like she blue Be trying to stick to her a** super like I'm the glue I'll be s**ing and blowingon her just like she's the soup Got the sh** all together, she's super clean, plus she's cute She on the 2Pac sh** ain't her?, cause she got the Juice [?] ain't nothing to lose And I'll be doing her a** up everytime I come through And when she get on top, I tell her hit the switches for me boo And when she turn up I love it, I call it my lil crew But when she run out gas, that's when I do what I do And when I paint it she love it, that's how I know I'm the truth But when last one go shake it ,I know she almost through And when that swag go to dripping, that's when have (had?) come loose And when she stare at the ceiling, smiling that she can't move That's when I whisper and tell her, damn, you ran out of truth! [Hook: x2] p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low Her p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low Her p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low p**y got low miles, low I f** her like that Cause she ain't f**ing like that!