Put It Down

Hey, what's up girl?
What took you so long to get ready? (Tsk)
Stop playing, he-he
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, aha
T-Pain, aye

Baby, give me your reason so I can touch how I want to (touch how I want to)
And make love to you how them other lame n- want to (want to)
Gone girl what you gone do, on my nappy head
You can pull with my nappy dreads if you want to (if you want to)

Shawty, I'ma put it on you (on you)
And make you think that you the girl I be singing all my songs to (all my songs to)
You got me thinking me and you went to drinking and sipping on that Patrón
We're done been, got it on, boo

But for now we can just sit and chill
You never had love making like this for real
Come on baby, it's just appeal
Now take it down slow and let me take it down low, let's go, let's go

So you know, it's about to go down now (go down now)
Speed it up baby, can't slow down now (slow down now)
Tell ya closet freak, she can come out now (come out now)
Why you think they call me Teddy Penderazdoun?

Now, I know (uh-huh), you didn't expect me to go low, now, you know (let's go)
From the top to the bottom (to the bottom), now that I got you (aha)
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh

Now, I know (aha), you didn't expect me
To just turn you round, put it down, put it down
From the top to the bottom (aha), now, that I got you (yeah)
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh

You got a on swole like a T-Pain show in Tallahassee
Never put that on hold, I'm too nasty (I'm too nasty)
Don't ever underestimate T-Pain
You should have known when I was biting on your belly button chain

That you are about to receive some of that guitar tongue
Tryna tell me like you don't want none
Tryna sit up in the bed tryna act all calm
Acting like it ain't good tryna hold that

But you know that I'm the best, you know you teddiverset
It's the first ten minutes, you ain't felt yet
I got the whips, I got the chain, I got the handcuffs too
But ain't none of that for me, I'm about to handcuff you

That's the freaky s-, I keep on skiting and making licky leaking
That take a- her back to the church, preacher and deacon
I'm beating it, let's try computer love, I keep deleting it
I'm f- under the dresser, the bedroom floor and the sheets and

Now, I know (aha), you didn't expect me to go low, now, you know (yeah, yeah)
From the top to the bottom (to the bottom), now that I got you
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh

Now, I know (aha), you didn't expect me
To just turn you round, spread it out, put it down, put it down
From the top to the bottom (to the bottom), now, that I got you (I got you)
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh
I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh

What you doing?
Take ya pants off
Not that fast, do it slowly
You gon', gon' kill, ruin the mood
Move ya hand, let me see

Baby, girl won't you let a slide in them guts?
My little man wanna hide them guts
I'ma take my time with them guts
And baby girl when I'm in them guts
You ain't gotta worry 'bout ya man 'cause

Ah, baby can he do it like me (nope, nope)
Baby can he do it like me

Now I know, you didn't expect me to go low, now, you know
From the top to the bottom, now, that I got you
I'ma stick, stick, stick, 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