Letras:
T Pain Put It Down

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 underestimated T-pain You should have known

, stick, ooh I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh Now I know, you didn't expect me To just turn you round, *** , put it down, put it down Put it down, put it down

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

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 underestimated T-pain You should have known

wanted to do love you Were you fakin'? " So I snatched the gun from my officer And I cocked it and I aimed it And said, "this is for all the pain you done put

'll prolly feel moist like the trees on the tropics We gone, we out it, no we don't need rockets, no we hop on the mother ship and we gone, we slide it

To fall away Such empty lies that you would say (Remove sprockets from the machine) (Cross wires touch down) (Lights out put out the fire) (It's right now it's a white sound) (It

can't live with you baby, can't live without it And sometimes I believe in love Sometimes I doubt it But your life goes on Like a broken down carousel

dresser is where the desert lay Put the Audemar away, today feel like a present day Raindows in my diamonds, you would think my bezels gay Passion, Pain