Get Low

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah Stat Quo (Stat Quo) Doc Dre (Doc Dre) I represent the A-Town, A-Town Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I'm comin from the A-Town, A-Town Ha ha, Shady Aftermath [Verse 1] Yeah, once again it's on Young Statlanta live in this motherfucker holmes The hoes get naked soon as the song come on The niggas get wreckless, it's off the chain here gone It's poppin' speakers knockin' crowded off on the flo' They jockin' it, watchin' when I walks through the do' It's him, tell a friend but you already know Act stupid or lose it, don't bother to fuck with Quo I'm kind of different, he's not the usual Sippin Cognac in between two beautiful Bitches in the club, talk shit it's your funeral I came to get a buzz and crunk, understand? It's crowded, it's packed, it's jumpin', goddamn it's swole I'm cooler than cool as my temperature's thirty below I'm checkin' the scene if a new cut - droppin the low Shakin' their ass, backin' it up - fast or slow (Yeah) [Chorus] You know this thang don't stop 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' You know this club don't close 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' [Verse 2] Yeah, it's goes three two one, shawty that's what's up At the bar lookin' sober but I'm high as fuck And as far as all y'all who be actin tough I'm in the spot with the Glock, please believe it's tucked (Woo) We ready, we sweaty, it's hot, it's off the chain We mackin', excuse me miss, tell me what's your name? The way you move in them jeans make me happy you came I'm tryin' to get to know you, possibly get some brain I mean pick your brains, I'm the man of your dreams You like me you wanna be wifey and join my team So I can sport you and support you by any means Nah, I ain't givin' you none of my thangs But we can leave the club tonight, hit the telly and fuck Long as you know when I bust, I'm in the dust Ain't no chillin', it ain't nothin' for us to discuss Except what time your ride pickin' you up (Yeah) [Chorus] You know this thang don't stop 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' You know this club don't close 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' Now get low - get low, keep that ass on the flo' [Outro: Stat Quo & Eminem] Yeah, yeah Turn that ass around, go on and do something Do something girl, touch the ground (Yeah) Turn that ass around, go on and do something (C'mon) Do something girl, touch the ground (Okay) Now drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (Yeah) Drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (Yeah) Drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (C'mon) Drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (Yeah) Re-Up style It's "The Re-Up!" This is (An exclusive remix)