"low" - lyrics reallidoe lyrics
[intro]
uh…
check…
i need to see you drop it…
low (x3)
she twerking it on that pole
shorty working, she twerking it on that pole (x3)
shorty working..
[hook]
i need to see you drop it low
bounce it then you touch the floor
pop that p-ssy, let it go
if you a freak then let it show
i need to see you drop it
(x2)
(low x8)
shorty working she twerking it on that pole
look at her working. she twerking it on that pole
[verse 1]
d-mn girl, look at you
with your flawless skin and your long hair..it ain’t falling down your back
you’s a black woman, it’s all there
that pride all in you walk
and peep the way she talk, bet she don’t take no sh-t from no one
i know baby, i know
you like you do it your way
you got reason behind ways
the baddest thing in this world… so i guess i got no taste, huh?
but d-mn look at your body, that curve you got is a mean one
said you think you wanna ride it, well i think i really need one
in deep, i got you feeling my thing, don’t it?
i mean, i am doing my thing on it
i mean, i’m saying how it feel… on the real i think i might stay til’ the wee-morning
so i gotta put my jack on shhhh….
i ain’t tryna think about that back home sh-t
i rather watch you throw it back, oh sh-t….
climax. she’s fit, we back on it /
and that’s that drive…
steer both my hands from the top of your breast to the end of your thighsme no strings tied to this session /
just us, just l-st… we s-xing /
and if you into trees, well that weed’s in my possession /
and that white girl to make you buss it…. don’t pop the molly, you sweatin’
[hook]
[verse 2]
shorty poppin’
on top of that, shorty proper
acting like she’s single, i swear she deserves an oscar
she just wanna mingle with some money and them shottas
so i figure for them clappers; i be quick to pop a chopper
she just here to stack it and take it back to the block
she just wanna make it til’ she feels that she made a lot
i just wanna see you naked; baby i’m off a shot
or a few, but not enough to tell you realest thoughts
just drop it
low like you trying to hide it
i promise to keep it private
wait, let me slide inside it
chill, hold on.. just ride it
nah you ain’t gotta leave
unless it’s for the paper; chase it baby, do your thing
just drop it
low like you trying to hide it
i promise to keep it private
chill baby i got it
you ain’t gotta leave
unless it’s for the paper chase it baby; do your thing
[hook]
shorty working, she twerking it on that pole
she getting money while twerking it on that pole (x2)
b-tch, get your money, keep twerking it on that pole
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