Get Down!

Uh, get down, get down Everybody gonna get down Everybody throw the set down Shawty gonna put her neck down Choppa gonna make him sit down Choppa gonna make him get down Get down, get down Yeah, yeah, in that bitch again She thought I loved her, she just a friend Smoking that pack in the back of the Benz Yeah, I got the bands Pullin' them out of my pants Count it up, then I dance Yeah, yeah I got a strap in the back like Spencer's Shit sing like tenor Aim for the head, for the center All of you rappers whatever You got some drip? mine is wetter Go check that weather, yuh Go check that weather, yuh, yuh Don't call me treasure, it reminds me of my ex bitch Said you got racks inside yo bag but shit is empty Girl you told me that you love me, man that's so silly I'm bound to be a solo bitch, back to the basics Tats on your waist, that shit been on my mind I swear these pills got me out of my mind I just be thinking 'bout shit all the time I'm with your girl and she say that I'm fine I cannot fuck with you, you crossed the line Bae we can fuck, but I cant make u mine I don't know what other word I should rhyme Get down, yeah, yuh Get down Everybody gonna get down Everybody throw the set down Shawty gonna put her neck down Choppa gonna make him sit down Choppa gonna make him get down Get down, get down