Eminem

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  • Eminem Get Low Lyrics

           

    Yeah!
    Stat quo
    Doc Dre
    I representin the A town
    A town
    Aye aye aye
    I'm comin' from the A town
    A town
    Shady Aftermath

    Yeah
    Once again it's on
    Em, stat now alive
    And this motherfucker on
    The ho's get naked
    Soon as the song comes on
    The niggas get reckless
    It's off the chain
    It's on
    It's papa speakers
    Knockin' crowds off the floor
    They jockin' and watchin
    When I walks through the door
    It's him
    Tell a friend
    But you already know
    Act stupid and lose it
    Don't fuck with quo
    I'm kind of different
    Not the usual
    Sippin' cognac between two beautiful
    Two bitches at the club
    Talk shit at your funeral
    I came to get a buzz and crunk
    Understand yo
    It's crowded in back
    He's jumpin
    God damn it's slow
    I'm cooler than cool
    Cause my temperature is thirty below
    I'm checkin' the scene for new cunt
    Droppin' it low
    Shakin' they ass
    Backin' it up
    Fast or slow

    You know this thing don't stop till I say so
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the floor
    You know this club don't close till I say so
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the flow
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the floor
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the floor

    It goes three two one shortie
    That's what's up
    At the bar lookin sober
    But I'm high as fuck
    And as far as yall who be actin' tough
    I'm in the spot with the glock
    Please believe it's tough
    We ready we sweaty
    It's hot
    It's off the chain
    We macin' and spewin
    Please miss tell me what's ya name
    The way you move and them jeans
    Made me happy you came
    I'm tryin' to get to know ya
    Possibly get some brain
    I need pinky rings
    I'm the man of your dreams
    Your life if you wanna be wifey
    And join my team
    So I can support you
    And support you by any means
    Nah
    I ain't givin' you none of my things
    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 children
    It ain't nothing nothing for us to discuss
    Except what time your ride pickin' you up

    You know this thing don't stop till I say so
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the floor
    You know this club don't close till I say so
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the flow
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the floor
    Now get low
    Get low
    Keep that ass on the floor

    Turn that ass around
    Go on and do somethin do somethin girl
    Girl touch the ground
    Now drop drip low yeah
    Now drop drip low yeah
    Now drop drip low yeah

    Re-up style

    [Eminem]
    It's the re-up

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