Ese Daz (Spanish F.L.Y.) - Low Key lyrics

* originally slated for "Foolish Loco Youngster" [Young Brown] Yeah I got some money on my head Money on my head I got some money on my head Money on my head Ese Daz [Verse 1: Ese Daz] Get down on it, jump inside Six-four low low, everytime I ride We just cruise down the block with the gangsta lean Sunroof top You know it don't stop We got it locked from the Gate to the H.A Latino players puttin' it down in a major way 110 South to the top with the rooftop And everytime we rock a show, you know we blow the roof up Hot tracks con la lady, cars in barrio Bumpin' out the system of the caros in the calles, holmes Only in L.A Where we got the bomb weed Finest b**hes, home of lowriders and palm trees So have a toast with me Or light it up, homie Whatever you wanna do, as long as we party, homie I take the girl with the green eyes and big a** So what's it gonna be Let's keep it low key Chorus: Young Brown She wanna hang with me I know you got a man, we can stay low key We'll floss through the city on the night, we creep Baby It's on you, we do what we players do Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Young Brown] You don't even know my name I'm off the Gate, with a plan, up with my fans You wanna get Down, cause you know we movin' game You got a man, but why hold back, you want romance Somethin' really I don't plan to give you I'm doin' my thang, and if I'm with you All my fan's leave you Tellin' me, "Girl, I don't want to leave you" Hold my hand, you got a man, how can I believe you Girl, you know you chasin' a dream you never even had Girl, you told me that you love me I'll make you take it back You told me to be honesto That's why I look into your eyes Es todo nothin', say "Aqui, no hay sentimientos" Yo lo te miento Yo le halimiento With these money makin' movimientos See, I can't take you where I wanna go But hey now I'll be right back, girl, we can hang out Repeat Chorus Twice [Verse 3: Ese Daz] Ese Daz is a name I'm just an international player Tryin' to get paid I love all women, any color, any race Mexicano, Japanese, or black that's played I want the crown Like the homie Young Brown, Out Tha Gate Watch me rock, roll, skate Bouncin', dancing with this little mama Swing to the left, to the right, do the cha cha We party all night long until the cops come But since they didn't come, mami, give me more run I wanna get faded tonight because I'm on one Don't trip, your man's at home, get ya freak on Get ya hands up, shake that a**, don't stop You lookin' bad for real, savvy mamacita Out of all the women tonight, you're a ten I wanna experience your mind, body and soul, let it all begin Repeat Chorus Four Times