How Low (Remix) [Bonus Track] [feat. Ciara & Pitbull]

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

Haha, I'm in a zone right now, baby

Luda

Ludacris got a remix, finna go low, hold up, lemme get my camera

I wanna see Arizona, Indiana, Minnesota, and the women in Louisiana

D.C., VA, Motor City to the Lou', what it do? Finna blow like Waco

Chi-town, goin' way low, both Cackalackies, Alabama to the M-I-Yayo

New York, California, Philly and they really put it on me when I'm down in Texas

Album numero siete, get ready for the Battle of the Sexes

I'm restless, tried to tell 'am that I'm hotta than a burn in the third degree, gree

Then I try to tell 'em ain't nobody in the world is hot as me, me

If you really goin' low, then you gotta go, hard

Go lower than the grades on yo report, card

Gawd, Ludacris, I'm the best that ever did it, did it

And when it comes to the money, I'm like, "Don't stop" (get it, get it)

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

I can go low, lower than you know

I can go low, l-l-l-lower than you know

I can go low, l-l-l-lower than you know

I can go low, l-l-l-lower than you know

See me in the A, I drop it down low

I back this thang up and make mo' money, more

And he up in my ear like, "Go shawty, go"

Naw, I ain't a stripper, but I do it lie a pro

He said his girl can't make it bounce like this

Well, shawty, I'm da shit (yup), shawty, I'm da shit

Lady in the street, you know the rest

Put ya money on the flo'

How high can you go?

See, I got you watchin' every time I drop it

Every time I rock, its, "Whoop, there she go"

Make you wanna marry me, make you wanna take me home

I'ma put it on ya shawty, whoop, here I go

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

I can go low (go low), lower than you know

Go low (go low), l-l-l-lower than you know

Go low (go low), l-l-l-lower than you know

Go low (go low), l-l-l-lower than you know

Shake what ya mama gave ya

Baby, lemme see you boom-boom clap that, boom-boom clap that

I'on't wanna speak

Baby, I just wanna rat-tat-tat-tat-tat, rat tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tap that

Aiyiyi, mira como se mueve la muñequita co su tangita

Yo quiero bilar con lar carne entre dentro la empandita

I slip, slide, dip, dive, whip ride

Pitbull, spit fire, that's right, that's right

Now gimmie some Becky, baby, and later on, I can Woody-wood, uh oh

Woody-wood, hah hah hah hah hah, hah hah hah hah hah, peck it, baby

Mami lookin' like a certified pro, when she take it down low, now watch what she do

When she do what she does wit da pole, got me like E-I-E-I Ooo

Mira que tu eres loca, pera tu no eres tonta

Tu eres malay y yo soy malo sale mamita pabajo

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

How low can you go? How low can you go?

I can go low (go low), lower than you know

I can go low (go low), l-l-l-lower than you know

Go low (go low), l-l-l-lower than you know

Go low (go low), l-l-l-lower than you know