Get Low lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah!
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

[Verse 1]
Yeah, once again it's on
Young Statlanta live in this muh'f*cker holmes
The hoes get naked soon as the song come on
The n*ggas 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*ck with Quo
I'm kind of different, he's not the usual
Sippin Cognac in between two beautiful
b*tches in the club, talk sh*t 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' 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 f*ck
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 f*ck
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 (yea)
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)