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Put It Down Lyrics Artist(Band):T-Pain
[Talking] Hey what's up girl what took you so long stop playing Who? Don't worry about if I carry em around if I didn't have one you would mad Don't worry about that I got that T-pain !! Baby give me a reason so I can touch it how I want to And make love to you how them other lame niggaz want to Gone girl what you gone do im a nappy head you can pull my nappy dreads if you want to Shawty I'ma put it on you And make you think that you the girl I was singing all my songs to You got me thinking me and you went to drinking and sippin on that patron we done been got it on boo But for now we just sit and chill You never had love making like this for real Come on baby its just a pill now take it slow and let me take it down low Lets go lets go So you know its about to go down now Speed it up baby cant slow down now Tell ya closet freak she can come out now Why you think they call me teddy penderassdown [Chorus] 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'ma Stick, Stick, Stick, Stick OOOh [x2] And now I know you didn't expect me to just turn you round spread it out ,put it down From the top to the bottom, now that I got you I'ma Stick, Stick, Stick, Stick OOOh [x2] [Verse 2] You got a nigga on swoll like a T-pain show in Tallahassee Never put that ass on hold I'm to nasty Don't never under estimated T-pain You should have known when I was biting on you belly button chain That you are about to receive some of that good tongue tongue Tryna tell me like you don't want none Tryna sit up in the bed tryna act all calm Acting like it aint good tryna hold that cum But you know that I'm the best You kow you teddiverset It's the first ten minutes you aint felt shit yet I got the whips, I got the chain, I got the handcuffs to But aint none of that for me I'm about to handcuff you That's the freaky shit I keep on skeeting shit And making licky leaking shit That take her ass back to the church preacher and deacon shit I'm beating it lets try computer love I keep deleting it I'm fucking under the dresser the bedroom floor and the sheets and shit now whatt [Chorus] [Break Down] What you doing Take ya pants off Not that fast do it slow You gone you gone kill,ruin the mood Move ya hand, let me see [Verse 3] Baby girl let a nigga slide in them guts My little man wanna hide in them guts I'ma take my (Tick,tick,tick,tick,tick,tick,tick) time with them guts And baby girl when I'm in them guts You aint gotta worry bout ya man cause I bet he cant do it like me (nope, nope) [x2] [chorus till it fades] If you find some error in Put It Down Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review about Put It Down bangin | Reviewer: shaquille | 11/12/2007 Review the song Put It Down The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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