How Low (305 Remix)

[Intro: Chuck D. sample] How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? [Verse 1: Ludacris] Ha ha! I'm in the zone right now baby Luda! Listen... Ludacris got a remix, finna go low; hold up, let me get my camera I wanna see Arizona, Indiana, Minnesota, and the women in Louisiana D.C., VA, Motor City to the Lou', what it do? Finna blow like Waco Chi-town goin' way low, both Cakalakas, Alabama to the M-I-Yayo New York, California, Philly and they really put it on me when I'm down in Texas Album numero siete, get ready for the Battle of the Sexes I'm restless, tryna tell 'em that I'm hotter than the burn in the 3rd degree, gree Then I try to tell 'em ain't nobody in the world as hot as me, me If you really goin low, you gotta go hard Go lower than the grades on yo report card Gawd! Ludacris, I'm the best that ever did it, did it And when it comes to the money I'm like "Don't stop" (Get it, get it) [Interlude: Chuck D. sample] How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? [Chorus: Ciara] I can go low, lower than you know Go low, l-l-l-lower than you know Go low, l-l-l-lower than you know Go low, l-l-l-lower than you know [Verse 2: Ciara] See me in the A, I drop it down low I back this thing up and make, mo' money more I hear you up in my ear like, "Go shawty go!" Naw, I ain't a stripper but I do it like a pro You said this girl cain't make it bounce like this Well, shawty I'm the shit! (yep!) Shawty, I'm the shit! Lady in the street - you, know the rest Put yo' money on the floor (How high can you go) See I got you watchin, every time I drop it Every time I rock it's, "WHOO! - There she go" Like you wanna marry me, like you wanna take me home I'mma put it on ya shawty, WHOO! - Here I go [Interlude: Chuck D. sample & Ciara] How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? [Chorus: Shawnna & Ludacris] I can go low (Go low), lower than you know Go low (Go low), l-l-l-lower than you know Go low (Go low), l-l-l-lower than you know Go low (Go low), l-l-l-lower than you know [Verse 3: Pitbull] Shake what ya mama gave ya Baby, lemme see you boom-boom clap that, boom-boom clap that I don't wanna speak, baby I just wanna rat-ta-ta-ta-tat, rat-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-tap that ¡Ai yi yi! Mira como se mueve la muñequita con su tangita Yo quiero bilar con lar carne entre dentro la empandita I slip, slide, dip, dive, whip, ride Pitbull, spit, fire, that's right - that right Now gimme some Becky baby, and later on I can Woody-wood, uh oh! Woody-wood - Hah-hah-hah-HEEEH-hah-hah-hah-HEEEH-hah - peck it, baby Honey lookin' like a certified pro, when she take it down low Now watch what she do What she do, what she does with the pole got me like E-I-E-I-OooooH! Mira que tu eres loca, pero tu no eres tonta Tu eres malay y yo soy malo sale mamita pabajo [Interlude: sped-up Chuck D. sample] How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? How low can you go? [Chorus: Shawnna & Ludacris] I can go low (Go low), lower than you know Go low (Go low), l-l-l-lower than you know Go low (Go low), l-l-l-lower than you know Go low (Go low), l-l-l-lower than you know