Put It Down

[Intro: T-Pain]

Ayy... whassup girl?

What took you so long to get over here?

Tchk, stop playin, hehehe... who?

Don't worry about if I carry 'em around

If I didn't have one you would be mad

Don't worry about that I got that, ehehe

T-Pain! Ay

[Verse 1: T-Pain]

Baby give me a reason so I can touch you how I want to

And make love to you how them other lame niggas want to

Go on girl what you gon' do?

On my nappy head you can pull my nappy dreads if you want to

Shawty I'mma put it on you

And make you think that you the girl that I be singin' all my songs to

You got me thinkin' that me and you into drankin'

When you sippin that Patron that woulda been done got it on boo

But for now we could just kiss and chill

You never had love makin' like this, for real

Come on baby it's just appeal

Now take it down slow, let me take it down low, let's go

So you know it's about to go down now

Speed it up baby, can't slow down now

Tell ya closet freak she can come out now

Why you think they call me Teddy Penderazdoun?

[Hook: Ray Lavender]

And now I know, you didn't expect me to go low

Now you know

From the top to bottom, now that I got you

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

Now I know, you didn't expect me to just

Turn you 'round, spread it out, and put it down

From the top to the bottom, and now that I got you

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

[Verse 2: T-Pain]

You got a nigga on swole like a T-Pain show in Tallahassee

Never put that ass on hold, I'm too nasty

Don't never underestimate T-Pain

You shoulda known when I was bitin' on your belly button chain

That you 'bout to receive some of that guitar tongue

Tryin' to tell me not to do it, like you don't want none

Tryin' to sit up in the bed, tryin' to act all calm

Actin like it ain't good, tryin' to hold that cum

But you know that I'm the best, you know you Teddy Verset'

This the first ten minutes, you ain't feel shit yet

I got the whips, I got the chain, I got the handcuffs too

But ain't none of that for me, I'm 'bout to handcuff you

That's the freaky shit I keep on skeetin' shit that leave you leakin' shit

That take her ass back to the church preacher and deacon shit

I'm beatin' it, let's try +Computer Love+, I keep deletin' it

I'm fuckin on the dresser, the bedroom floor, and the sheets and shit

[Hook: Ray Lavender]

And now I know, you didn't expect me to go low

Now you know

From the top to bottom, now that I got you

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

Now I know, you didn't expect me to just

Turn you 'round, spread it out, and put it down

From the top to the bottom, and now that I got you

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

[Interlude: T-Pain]

What'chu doin'..?

Take your pants off

Not that fast, do it slower

You gon', you gon' kill the, ruin the mood

Move your hand, lemme see

[Verse 3: T-Pain]

Baby girl, why don'tcha let a nigga slide in them guts

My little man wanna hide them guts

I'mma take my {*tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick*}

Time with them guts

And baby girl when I'm in them guts

You ain't got to worry 'bout yo' man cause

I bet he can't do it like me (nope, nope)

Bet he can't do it like me (nope, nope)

[Hook: Ray Lavender]

And now I know, you didn't expect me to go low

Now you know

From the top to bottom, now that I got you

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

I'mma stick stick stick stick, ooh

Now I know, you didn't expect me to just

Turn you 'round, spread it out, put it down