Get down, yeah, eh, oh yeah Get down Get down with me Get down, ooh, baby girl Get down Get down with me Oh, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If he don't care
Tradução: Ideal. ¡Abajo con Me.
[Intro] Get down Yeah, eh (oh yeah) Get down Um, hmm Get down with me (oh oh, oh oh) Get down (ooh, baby girl) Get down Get down Get down with me (oh
down with 'em And there's a place where I get with 'em It has a water bed 'cause the place is phat A lion-skin rug to lay the bitch on her back With
is life she often said, with one day leading to the next, you get a little closer to your death which was fine with her, she never got upset and with
rock singer Check me on the big screen, livin? out my dream Cypress, Assassin, SX, Latin Thug thing Fools need to get back, I ain?t really with that
the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong and don't fake it Or else you get beat down, an' stripped butt-naked I just kick the lyric, straight
Cut me up, stitch me up Make me perfect in front of myself [Chorus] Keep talking all your shit Beautiful Surgery erases all of it You can't cut me down
habit walking over these watches squaking the reach in the head with niggaz watching me go free not just a week in my marriage with the game in the cabbage with
muddy I see things vividly, y'all vision is blurry Even if you hate - through my music you gone love Everybody with me and they was with me when it was
clowns Birds fly that around Goons that get down Time to play around If a bitch act right She bouncing with me tonight Se que te gusta ma Tell me
had once upon a time Seem stupid now 'cause the rent must be paid And some bonds severed and others made Now I don't want you to get me wrong Ideals
sluts, I'm down with 'em And there's a place where I get with 'em It has a water bed 'cause the place is phat A lion-skin rug to lay the bitch on her back With
you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me (K.C.) [J.L.] Check it, I'm ahead of '
with the cars she kept And "Such is life," she often said With one day leading her to the next You get a little closer to your death, which was fine with
me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong an' don't fake it Or else you get beat down an' stripped butt naked I
park And stand up right next to a tree Look down at the roots on the ground And imagine you're standin with me An apple might fall on yo' head And
fly with me, now glide with me If you ride wit me, it's all right wit me Now fly wit the bd, just fly wit me Just roll wit the bd, just roll wit me 'cause