Drop It Low

[Intro] She can drop it low like she dance for Ester Dean Bouncin' it, bouncin' it (x3) She can drop it low like she dance for Ester Dean Girl just do your thing, bouncin' it She can drop it low like she dance for Ester Dean [Verse 1: Mike Stud] Now go and drop it lower, this is how I get to know her Got her in the palm of my hand like remote controllers Running through that green like mowers, throw money like I owe her She say "what's the hype about?" I guess I'mma have to show her, yeah Walk in the spot like we running the town She drop it low till she's touching the ground Shaking it for me, I'm throwing this money and making her love me I'm shutting it down Mike Stud, yeah that's me ho Do the breaststroke with your bitch, but we ain't finding Nemo, no Clinton hit me, now I got Clinton with me Probably why I got all these pretty bitches sitting with me, getting with me Giggity, giggity Now I'mma make history, high as Yosemite, got an epiphany Let's sippity till we get lit like a Christmas tree I'm on a roll, ho, moving in slow-mo My life is crazy, yours like J.D., it's just so-so Now the things I used to dream about are finally getting realer And if you ain't know about me, you should probably get familiar [Outro] Look at that, in them jeans She a dancing fiend And she can drop it low like she dance for Ester Dean Girl just do your thing Bouncin' it, bouncin' it (x3)