Scott Gutierrez - Get Low lyrics

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Scott Gutierrez - Get Low lyrics

[Stat Quo] Yeah, YEA! Stat Quo (Stat Quo) Doc Dre (Doc Dre) I represent the A-Town, A-Town Ay, ay, ay, ay I'm comin from the A-Town, A-Town Ha ha, Shady Aftermath Yeah, once again it's on Young Statlanta live in this muh'f**er holmes The hoes get naked soon as the song come on The n***as 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 f** with Quo I'm kind of different, he's not the usual Sippin Cognac in between two beautiful b**hes in the club, talk sh** 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 - 30 below I'm checkin the scene if a new cut - droppin the low Shakin they a**, backin it up - fast or slow (YEA!) [Hook: Stat Quo] You know this thang don't stop 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' You know this club don't close 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' [Stat Quo] Yeah, it's goes three two one, shawty that's what's up At the bar lookin sober but I'm high as f** 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 may 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 f** 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 (YEA!) [Hook: Stat Quo] You know this thang don't stop 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' You know this club don't close 'til I say so Now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Yeah, now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' Now get low - get low, keep that a** on the flo' [Stat Quo] Yeah, yeah Turn that a** around, go on and do somethin Do somethin girl, touch the ground (YEA!) Turn that a** around, go on and do somethin (c'mon) Do somethin girl, touch the ground (OKAY!) Now drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (yea) Drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (YEA!) Drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (c'mon) Drop it drop it drop it - get low, yeah (YEA!) ​Re-Up style [Em] It's "The Re-Up!" This (this), is (is)