Put It Down Lyrics

Hey, what's up girl? What took you so long to get ready? Stop playing 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, T-Pain
Baby give me a reason so I can touch it how I want to And make love to you how them other lame *** want to Gone girl what you gone do, on my nappy head You can pull with my nappy dreads if you want to
Shawty, I'ma put it on you and make you think That you the girl I be singing all my songs to You got me thinking me and you went to Drinking and sipping on that Patron we 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 Speed it up baby, can't slow down now Tell ya closet freak, she can come out now Why you think they call me Teddy Penderazdoun?
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, sting, ooh I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh
Now I know, you didn't expect me To just turn you round, *** , put it down, put it down From the top to the bottom, now that I got you I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, ooh
You got a *** on swoll like a T-Pain show in Tallahassee Never put that *** on hold, 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 Trying tell me like you don't want none Trying sit up in the bed trying act all calm Acting like it ain't good trying 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 *** , I keep on skiting *** and making licky leaking *** That take her *** back to the church, preacher and deacon *** I'm beating it, let's try computer love, I keep deleting it I'm *** under the dresser, the bedroom floor and the sheets and ***
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, sting, ooh I'ma stick, stick, stick, stick, sting, ooh
Now I know, 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, now that 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 slower, you gone 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
I bet he can't do it like me (Nope, nope) Bet he can't 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