Ooh baby baby, la la la la la la la (ah-ha) Ooh drop it to the floor, make you wanna say (hey baby) Yeah you can shake some more, make me wanna say (hey baby) If your girl wanna play, let her go, so let her go (la la la la) Ooh you got it, 'cause you

Or the life to come If you call my name I will run whether or not it's tonight Just dropkick the shame I told you that I'd be the one Let go of the blame Have a little faith in me, girl Call my name Let go of the blame (let go of the blame)

Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop girl drop, Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop girl, (If I hit the switch, I could make that ass) Drop girl drop, Drop to the drop, drop to the drop, drop, drop (If I hit the switch, I could make

Five fingers to the face You know I flaunt cha, cause' girl I really want cha And you looking nice, got me cooler than a bag of ice Now freeze, freeze, freeze, now go Drop it fast and move it real slow, oh! What, you smell so fruity I'm a pirate and

High then go low Now, girl won't you drop that thing down to the floor? I'm here for one night, how far will you go? I wanna see you (Work out for me, work out for me) Ay, we've got a good thing Don't know if I'mma see you again But is that a good thing?

Do you wanna wanna, do you wanna wanna go? Pedal on the floorboard, lay a little bit of rubber down this road Bass bumpin' on the car door Got a blue sky, got a fast ride, got all the time in the world so come on little girl Whoa, all we gotta do is

Let me get them Ohh's them ahh's Ohh's them ahh's Then we wake up in the morning we can do it again. Lights out. you bout to get it Salute me, I'm your lieutenant Baby girl you better stop making this here an obstacle Cause I got the artillery I'll

A-tisket, a-tasket A green and yellow basket I send a letter to my mommy On the way I dropped it I dropped it, I dropped it Yes, on the way I dropped it A little girlie picked it up And took put it in her pocket She was truckin' on down the avenue

(Joe Callicott) Drop down baby, just like showers of rain I hate to hear my fair brown call my name, yeah I hate to hear my fair brown call my name Well, she calls so loud, and the poor girl calls so plain Walks to the station, tears running down I got

Hut 1 Hut 2 Hut 3 Go! Go on girl let me touch that body Hike up that skirt get naughty You know I like it when you drop it low You know I like it when you lose control 'Cause I'm the kind of guy you'd love to be There ain't nobody that could fuck with me