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Stat Quo( Stanley Benton )
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Get Low [Edited]
Lyricist:Stanley Bernard Benton, Michael Elizondo, Todd Daniel Moore, Dawaun W Parker, Andre Young
Yeah, Stat Quo, Doc Dre I representin' the A town, A town I'm comin' from the A town, A town Shady Aftermath
Yeah, once again it's on Em, Stat now alive form the A town on The girls get naked soon as the song comes on Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The folk get reckless it's off the chain it's on
It's papa speakers knockin' crowds off the floor They jockin' and watchin' when I walks through the door It's him tell a friend but you already know Act stupid and lose it [Incomprehensible]with Quo
I'm kind of different heed not the usual Sippin' cognac between two beautiful [Incomprehensible]at the club talk **** at your funeral I came to get a buzz and crunk understand yo
It's crowded in back, he's jumpin', **** it's slow I'm cooler than cool 'cause my temperature is thirty below I'm checkin' the scene for new cunt doppin' it low Shakin' they ass, backin' it up, fast or slow
You know this thing don't stop till I say so Now get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor You know this club don't close till I say so Now get low, get low, keep that **** on the flow
Yeah, now get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor Get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor Yeah, now get low, get low, keep that as****s on the floor Get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor, yeah
It goes three two one shortie that's what's up At the bar lookin' sober but your boy tore up And as far as y'all who be actin' tough I'm in the spot with the **** please believe it's tough
We ready we sweaty, it's hot, it's off the chain We macin' and spewin' please Miss tell me what's ya name The way you move and them jeans made me happy you came I'm tryin' to get to know ya possibly get some brain
I need pinky rings I'm the man of your dreams Your life if you wanna be wifey and join my team So I can support you and support you by any means Nah, I ain't givin' you none of my things
But we can leave the club tonight, hit the telly and cool Long as you know when I bust I'm in the dust Ain't no children, it ain't nothing nothing for us to discuss Except what time your ride pickin' you up
You know this thing don't stop till I say so Now get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor You know this club don't close till I say so Now get low, get low, keep that **** on the flow
Yeah, now get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor Get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor Yeah, now get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor Get low, get low, keep that **** on the floor, yeah, yeah
Turn that **** around Go on and do somethin', do somethin' girl touch the ground Turn that **** around Go on and do somethin', do somethin' girl touch the ground
Now drop drip drop drip low, yeah Drop drip drop drip low, yeah Drop drip drop drip low, yeah Drop drip drop drip low, yeah
Re-up style It's the re-up This is
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