How Low Lyrics – Ludacris
Singer: Ludacris
Title: How Low
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?
Ha ha!
I’m in the zone right now baby
Luda! listen…
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
And when it comes to the money i’m like “don’t stop”
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?
I can go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
I’m just a visionary, my women tend to vary
Ice cream man, my uncle ben & jerry’s
I’m into flavors, this pimpin’ ready, terry
Don’t respect me, boy, respect my military
Squeezing my lamborghini like i’m professor klump
My pockets getting fatter
I need like “what’s such and done”
Time to tuck, done ’bout my time in guns
I never will, but my maserati runs (maybach music)
I’d pray i fall forever, just poppin’ my bottles
It thick in the weather, couture cognac
It’s been out nice, but so is my wrist
I got one question tonight
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?
I can go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Now she be doing make me wanna get
With it when i see the fatty (i go)
Booty wiggle and jiggle like like a bumpin’ couture
I never seen no #ss like this before
Don’t nobody in the virginity see i got the remedy
To kill the competition with a twista flow
If you make it pop then you can make it drop
Then, how low can you go?
Lower than a burglar when i catch you coming at you
I bet you do the speed, let me see the way you poppin your fat
You be calling me daddy and looking at your booty (cheese)
All i know is that i be the man when i got your booty in my hand
All i know is that i wanna see you dance
And i tip like i know what it’s worth when i
See the way she drop it low to the earth (to the earth)
Makes so much pay too, well she twerk
That she gotta know what’s on in the purse
She drop low like a mark down price
Low like a shady person, low like a chinese name
Take a look at how they be twerking
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?
I can go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
Go low (go low), lower than you know
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