[Intro: Pitbull]
Mr. 305
Putting it down with T double D, Dade County mayor
[Hook: Pitbull (Trick Daddy)]
Get down, get low
Get down, get low
(gimme that)
Get down, get low
(gimme that Miami sh**)
Get down, get low
(Get down, get low)
(Get down, get low)
(Get down, get low)
(Get down, get low)
Gimme that Miami sh**
[Verse 1: Pitbull]
Woke up this morning with my pockets on E
f** being broke man, that sh** ain't for me
I'm looking for a lick, them boys sitting on them bricks
Making it rain in the club, outside jack boy sh**
Making them strip, kicking the dough
Don't let that sh** hit the floor
If they sh**, that's for sure
Cause if you do them things then don't
Bah!
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
I'm about to make a big withdrawal
Watches, chains, I want it all
Everybody turn to face the wall
I'm squeezing off, hit the bucket y'all
And I don't wanna go f** with y'all
But there's too much money involved
But as you been stunting, blowing up your money
You must don't want it all
Like f** that, gimme that, gimme that
You don't deserve sh**, cause you's an idiot
A straight up lame to me
Nothing that you claim to be, and I pity that
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Pitbull]
The stripper in the club
That don't put us on the lick
Word of advice to all you ballers
That's how you get got for your sh**
We slip in through the front
While she slip out through the back
Got you slipping, now you tripping
Cause this b**h got you jacked
Now them jack boys and that stripper
Going ham on your stash
But as soon as that stripper slip
Another lick, gimme that, b**h
Gimme that Miami sh**
[Hook]