Z-ro - Break it Down lyrics

[Chorus: Baby Bash] See them boys at the bar, they all playing games f** that square, shake that lane Meet me at the tables, stand up on the couch And grab the whole bottle and put it in your mouth I'mma make you break it down I'mma make you break it down Now girl go on and break it down, down, down, down, down Now girl go on and break it down, down, down, down, down [Verse 1: Baby Bash] She gonna break it down like a pound or a key Executive suites little mama ven aquí Lifestyle VIP and we living real mosca Yeah that's my girl with that platinum chocha Attitude is a mess 'cause she loves to get spoiled Puffing on that cookie with a cup full of oil Make it blood boil when she coil like a snake Booty like man, hold up, wait See the dude she came with, looking square as back pockets And she leaving with your boy and he couldn't co*k block it And of course I would destroy when I get the bed rockin' Million dollar p**y and to me its me all profit [Chorus] [Verse 2: Too Short] You by the bar, broke dudes trying to holla Can't buy you a drink, he only got 20 dollars And y'all b**hes too fine for that All the fake a** lines he spit, its bullsh** He ain't no pimp (pimp) Who you with girl, just you and your friend We pop bottles last night, we gonna do it again Baddest girls in the club we moving em in Find a spot, I'm doing it locked But if you ain't hot, you know I'm not We drink shots of Patrón and Cîroc over here You can go back over there and drink beer [Chorus] [Verse 3: Z-Ro] I'm a gangsta but I'm so fly Thirty thousand feet without a plane so high This an Amsterdam bag not regular motah Run upon me if you wanna I'm going in your eye Call me Rother Vandross or the king of the ghetto I'm a Christian but I got a laser beam on that metal I don't even need a beat I go platinum accapella Eiffel Tower leaning homie got purple and got yellow Finger nails, limousine tinted, smoked too many doobies 200 on the dash no human can lose me My lower body is for real, woman you can use me Whenever I break it down, it is where it should be [Chorus] [Verse 4: Clyde Carson] I tell the baddest b**h in the party break it down A real one in the building, smellin' like a pound I'm comin' fresh up out the huddle, like I'm callin a play VIP deep and we all from the bay (aaaaayyyy) You know they know how we act, they know what we do Reputation for sinnin' em, so come to our booth Champagne pa**ed around, yeah we aight Playin with the chicks, since I was knee-high Models goin up, its prolly goin down Hard in the paint, mixin clear with my brown f** what they think, as long as I wear the crown Got lost from your man, you don't wanna be found [Chorus]