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Get Low
by Stat Quo
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Yeah!
Stat Quo
Doc Dre
I representin' the A town
A town
Aye aye aye
I'm comin' from the A town
A town
Shady Aftermath
Yeah
Once again it's on
Em, Stat now alive
And this motherf***a on
The ho's get naked
Soon as the song comes on
The n****s 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 or lose it
Don't f*** with Quo
I'm kind of different
Not the usual
Sippin' cognac between two beautiful
Two b****es at the club
Talk s*** at your funeral
I came to get a buzz and crunk
Understand yo
It's crowded in back
He's jumpin'
God damn it's slow
I'm cooler than cool
Cause my temperature is thirty below
I'm checkin' the scene for new c***
Droppin' it low
Shakin' they a**
Backin' it up
Fast or slow
You know this thing don't stop till I say so
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
You know this club don't close till I say so
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the flow
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
It goes three two one shortie
That's what's up
At the bar lookin' sober
But I'm high as f***
And as far as y'all who be actin' tough
I'm in the spot with the glock
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 in 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 f***
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 a** on the floor
You know this club don't close till I say so
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the flow
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Turn that a** around
Go on and do somethin' do somethin' girl
Girl touch the ground
Turn that a** around
Go on and do somethin' do somethin' girl
Girl touch the ground
Now drop drip low yeah
Now drop drip low yeah
Now drop drip low yeah
Re-Up style
It's the Re-Up
Yeah!
Stat Quo
Doc Dre
I representin' the A town
A town
Aye aye aye
I'm comin' from the A town
A town
Shady Aftermath
Yeah
Once again it's on
Em, Stat now alive
And this motherf***a on
The ho's get naked
Soon as the song comes on
The n****s 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 or lose it
Don't f*** with Quo
I'm kind of different
Not the usual
Sippin' cognac between two beautiful
Two b****es at the club
Talk s*** at your funeral
I came to get a buzz and crunk
Understand yo
It's crowded in back
He's jumpin'
God damn it's slow
I'm cooler than cool
Cause my temperature is thirty below
I'm checkin' the scene for new c***
Droppin' it low
Shakin' they a**
Backin' it up
Fast or slow
You know this thing don't stop till I say so
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
You know this club don't close till I say so
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the flow
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
It goes three two one shortie
That's what's up
At the bar lookin' sober
But I'm high as f***
And as far as y'all who be actin' tough
I'm in the spot with the glock
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 in 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 f***
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 a** on the floor
You know this club don't close till I say so
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the flow
Now get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Get low
Get low
Keep that a** on the floor
Turn that a** around
Go on and do somethin' do somethin' girl
Girl touch the ground
Turn that a** around
Go on and do somethin' do somethin' girl
Girl touch the ground
Now drop drip low yeah
Now drop drip low yeah
Now drop drip low yeah
Re-Up style
It's the Re-Up