Make the Rooster Crow
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Stand there, tattooed, doing her thing
Driving me wild, like I'm going insane
It won't take much, 'bout three or four drinks
She can get loose, not worry 'bout shame
Drop it to the flat line, rattle that cage
Them boys at the bar messing round, get rage
Try moving in fast, she tell ya get going
Girl is shaking that ass to her favorite song
Dance to the night, into the hot sunrise
Got me perched up high, for them tanned up thighs
Man, I'm on another level, but it's all good though
Girl, drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Shawty shaking and she looks so fly
This girl here is just my type
Big hips and that ass so fine
I really wanna take her home tonight
I ain't never seen that before
The way she dropping n' scrubbing that floor
Make me wanna say oh my Lord
Moving so fast, like it's stuck in fast-forward
So many sides 'til the lines got blurred
She's dropping, man, that's so absurd
City girls got nothing on her
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Shawty got a cup 'boutta get drunk
Walk into the club, 'boutta get crunk
Somebody make 'em all show out
Now your ass gonna get thrown out
She's sweatin' and she's starting to glow
Now she went from her head to her toe
Bend it over and you already know
She drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it, drop, drop, drop it down low low
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Stand there, tattooed, doing her thing
Driving me wild, like I'm going insane
It won't take much, 'bout three or four drinks
She can get loose, not worry 'bout shame
Drop it to the flat line, rattle that cage
Them boys at the bar messing round, get rage
Try moving in fast, she tell ya get going
Girl is shaking that ass to her favorite song
Dance to the night, into the hot sunrise
Got me perched up high, for them tanned up thighs
Man, I'm on another level, but it's all good though
Girl, drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Shawty shaking and she looks so fly
This girl here is just my type
Big hips and that ass so fine
I really wanna take her home tonight
I ain't never seen that before
The way she dropping n' scrubbing that floor
Make me wanna say oh my Lord
Moving so fast, like it's stuck in fast-forward
So many sides 'til the lines got blurred
She's dropping, man, that's so absurd
City girls got nothing on her
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Shawty got a cup 'boutta get drunk
Walk into the club, 'boutta get crunk
Somebody make 'em all show out
Now your ass gonna get thrown out
She's sweatin' and she's starting to glow
Now she went from her head to her toe
Bend it over and you already know
She drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop, drop
Drop it down low low
Drop, drop drop
Drop, drop drop drop
Drop, drop drop
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Fiorentino, Brian King, Clay Sharpe, Jared Sciullo, Justin Spillner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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