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
Tear those pictures off the wall I don't think I will need them all again I think the problem here is There's nothing wrong I guess that I can coast along
We hit the blue fields In the blue sedan we didn't get much further Just as the sun was rising in the mist We were all alone, we didn't need much more
Christina Milian, Poli Paul Spencow, baby He says he wants you, he says he needs you It?s real talk, then why not make him wait for you? If he really
Shawty had them Apple Bottom jeans, jeans Boots with the fur, with the fur The whole club was lookin? at her She hit the flo?, she hit the flo? Next thing
Drop it, drop it low, girl Drop it, drop it low, girl Drop it, drop it low, girl Drop it, drop it low, girl Drop it, drop it low, girl Drop it, drop
I went around the world till I found the right spot It was ultra sweet and just a little bit hot Dippin' low in the lap of luxury Dippin' low in the lap
Lyrics: i know how to set. the. mood. check it out Ah que linda bossa nova, samba coracao de Brazil, and now? it's the new style get get get get get
Always remember my friend The world will change again And you may have to come back Through everywhere you've been When your life was low You had nowhere
Always remember my friend, the world will change again. And you may have to come back through everywhere you've been. When your life was low, you had
Moanin' low, my sweet man, I love him so Though he's mean as can be He's the kind of man Needs the kind of a woman like me Gonna die if my sweet man
Compliments and condiments added to the rest. The sense of taste. Delicious. Only on request. Say goodbye. Sayonara, sugar. If you're so hot to go, well
(Shawnna) Uh, Uh Uh, Uh, Shawnna (Yeah) Uh, Uh, Christina Look I got some game for you Chickens Listen a minute, please 'Case you be stuck with them (
See me in the A I drop it down low I back this thing up And make mo' money mo And he up in my ear like Go shawty go No I ain't a stripper but I do it
Hook Raise your glass for the people with trash bag blinds(Eminem: Raise it!) You like to judge, but I find that you don't ask why (Eminem: Oh no uhuh
Warning, this shit's gon' be rated R, restricted You see this bullet hole in my neck? It's self inflicted Doctor slapped my momma, "Bitch you got a sick
Low and lonely, sad and blue Thinking only of little you Always trying to keep from crying I'm low and lonely over you Do you miss me? Say you do Tell
Touch me, how can it be? Believe me the sun always shines on TV Hold me close to your heart Touch me and give all your love to me, to me I reached inside