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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Lacs
The Lacs
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian King
Brian King
Composer
Clay Sharpe
Clay Sharpe
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ KO
DJ KO
Producer
Mike Fiorentino
Mike Fiorentino
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
Drop it down low, low
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
[Verse 3]
Stand up, tattooed, doin' her thing
Drivin' me wild like I'm goin' insane
It won't take much, 'bout three or four drinks
She can get loose, not worried 'bout shame (Yeah)
Drop it till it flat line, rattle that cage
Them boys at the bar messin' round and get rage
Try movin' in fast, she'll tell you get gone
Girl is shakin' that ass to her favorite song (Drop it down, low, low)
[Verse 4]
Dance to the night into the hot sunrise
Got me perched up high for them tender thighs
Man, I'm on another level, but it's all good though
Girl, drop it down low, make the rooster crow
[Verse 5]
Drop it down low, low
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
[Verse 6]
Shawty shakin' and she looks so fly (That's right)
This girl here is just my type (Uh-huh)
Big hips and that ass so fine (Yes, sir)
I really wanna take her home tonight
I ain't never seen that before
The way she's droppin' and scrubbin' that floor
Made me wanna say, "Oh, my Lord"
Movin' so fast,  like it's stuck in fast forward
[Verse 7]
So shots till the lines got blurred
She's droppin', man, that's absurd
City girls got nothing on her
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
[Verse 8]
Drop it down low, low
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
[Verse 9]
Shawty got a cup, but it get drunk
Walk into the club, 'bout to get crunk
'Cause there's somebody her make 'em all show out
Now your ass finna get thrown out
(Down, down, down, down)
[Verse 10]
She's sweatin' and she's startin' to glow
Now she wet form her head to her toe
Bend it over and you already know
She drop it down low, make the rooster crow
[Verse 11]
Drop it down low, low
Drop it down low, make the rooster crow
Written by: Brian King, Clay Sharpe, Jared Sciullo, Justin Spillner, Michael Fiorentino
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