Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I know they ain't gon' play
this on top 40 Radio
But the white girl still go
riding like a rodeo
And I'ma stay ridin' this
beat like I'm rodeo
And keep throwin' money,
tellin' shawty, go and touch a toe
I'ma keep it real with you, baby,
you bad
Kinda like Michael Jackson,
chick, ooh, you're bad
If you was my girl and you left me,
I'd be sad
Enough of that, let me see that ass go
I'm here to see that thing pop
I'm here to see that thing rock
I'm here to see you pick it up
and let it drop
She backin' it up on me, DJ,
you know you're wrong
Enough with the motherfuckin'
dance songs
You gotta slow it down, down,
down, down, down, down, down
So she can take her time and me, DJ, you gotta slow it down,
down, down, down, down, down, down
Whisper in her ear while she on me,
baby
Down, down, down, down, down, down
She's swingin' left,
swingin' right, all night
Down, down, down, down,
down, down
Oh, that's where she lies
Now she rollin' that and
whippin' her hair
Slow motion with it while
everyone stands
You can see her acts from a subtle light
Back and forth, forth and back
Show me what they do this at
Oop, always with your baby,
I'll never sell out
Them other niggas had to
do a dance record
or the label wouldn't put him out
I'll never put a million
records before you
Just keep on doin' that
thang thang you do
I'm here to see that thang pop
I'm here to see that thang rock
I'm here to see you pick it up
And let it drop
She backin' it up on me
DJ, you know you wrong
Enough with the mother
fuckin' dance songs
You gotta slow it down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
So she can take her time and work
DJ, you gotta slow it down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
Whisper in her ear while she
You gotta slow it down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
She's swingin' left, swingin'
you gotta slow it down
Down, down, down, down,
down, down
Oh, that's what you gotta slow it
Everybody know slow money
Way better than no money
Except for those who don't know shit
Don't know women and
don't know money
And it starts out, I'm so cool
We hanging out and I'm so funny
All of a sudden, I'm winning the pool
And I'm all up in your honey
Pants on her, slim fit
Lights in the room, dim lit
And I'm feeling on your booty on
Some R. Kelly, Lil' Kim shit
Pants on her, slim fit
Lights in the room, dim lit
And I'm feelin' on your booty on
Some R. Kelly, Lil' Kim shit
Slow it down, down, down
Come to me, Mr. DJ
So she can take her time
And work it on me,
I'm just tryna dance
With my people
And whisper in her ear
While she on me,
Down, down, down
She's swingin' love, swingin' past
Man, I'm just tryin' to,
man, I'm just tryin' to
Man, I'm just tryin'
to dance for my baby
You gotta slow it down
I'ma keep it real with you, baby,
you're bad
Kinda like Michael Jackson,
you're cool, you're bad
If you was my girl and you left me,
I'd be sad
Enough of that, let me see that ass, yeah