Lyrics:
in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all day, fuck em all night
If ya tempted to throw them bows
[Bridge: Lil' Jon]
Get yo hands up bitch
Throw you
Wordplay sharp like Lil Jon's fangs
Wherever we go, remain on point
And I master rap music, every day like Tom Coin
2 4 7 flow sick like cancer sticks
All I
To the windows to the wall I call Lil Jon and he get low
Call me Vincent I get in that van and gogh
Pop out on opp by suprise. you would think he
nigga who is you?
My locs on bright, baby look at me
She like how I talk, I get it from the p
Lil Jon did it, the party goin 'dumb
Put it in the air,
Tune in
Radio station made by yours truly
Thank you so much
Just fuckin' around man
Emotionally overwhelmed
My heart it has holes to heal
Have you
Jon, won't you step up and show 'em just a little bit of what the fuck you do
Come on, let's get 'em
This year's election was trash, so I need
Mother fuckin' king of crunk and the don of rowdy music, nigga
Hey, hey, Lil' Jon, Lil' Jon, Master P, Master P
New no limit be M E click me and my
Dreams she get so keen
She cause that scene
She count that green
You know what mean
By God's Grace I know these things eyy
Low self esteem tryna put
get woke by a lil' freak, with my dick in her mouth, she eat up
300K in cash, probably still'll pull out a Visa
Ain't goin' on a date, tell a bitch
to the music!)
Down low with a hole in your soul?
You better turn the radio up (live to the music!)
This song will bring calm in the middle of storms,
You better
Room, in the ass I hear, while
I was locked outside with Paula by a mischievous Patty, and my Then girlfriend Prissy was at
Work as a waitress at IHOP
promoted
Moved out my momma house but still
This music was the motive
Around this time I'm bumpin'
Tunnel Rats and CMR but Lil' Jon was on the
Radio
Oh shit put ya middle fingers up on this one
Oh this is the one right here yo
OH we finna get real crunk
Up in this motherfucka man
Lil Jon
I'm Michael and you are Janet
I'm sinking your titanic
So cold with it
Avenged Sevenfold with it
Lil Jon getting low with it
Go with it
I'm too great
the light turned down and the beat down low
.40 cal's and K's out the window
You better do like Lil' Jon told you "Get Low"
'Cause you can cancel
Up in the club with my homies, trying to get a lil' V-I
Keep it down on the low key (low key)
You should know how it feels (hey, hey!)
I seen
shots like Jon Gotti
That choppa chop yo chop up like Hibachi
Why you hating on a nigga like a Nazi
Aint no way no way a bitch can stop me
Told lil baby
turned down and the beat down low
Throw the 40-cal and K's out the window
You better do like Lil' Jon told you "Get Low"
Cause you can catch
up side your head
Low Pro in this bitch best to break your bread
I said Opps up side your head
Low Pro in this bitch best to get the worst bread
[Lil
on
Like a flipped a light switch damn!
On the Low we get the bread get the bread
Move in Silence get the bread get the bread
Never know we get the bread get
go
Yah they fuckin' me
Go go
If you love let me
Go go
I ain't holdin' back no
Mo mo
Lil Richie
Got the city fuckin' with me
Get dumb litty
All you ever
thought they were wrong
Oh my god I wish I listened bro
So much shit on my mind
Guess I'm feeling low
So much shit on my mind
Like a radio
They say money
to splurge on effects and reverb
Once that cue system shit hit them ears your brain's gonna curve
Drop the mister two inch, half inch for any edits
Radio
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
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