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Credits
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Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz
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Ying Yang Twins
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Deongelo Holmes
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Eric Jackson
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Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith
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Lyrics
[Chorus]
Three, six, nine, d**** she fine
Hoping she can sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
To the window, to the wall
Till the sweat drop down my ****
To all these **** crawl
To all skeet skeet ****
All skeet skeet God d****
To all skeet skeet ****
All skeet skeet God d****
[Verse 1]
Shortie crunk so fresh, so clean
Can she **** that question been harassing me in my mind
This **** is fine, I done came to the club about fifty, eleven times
Now can I play with yo panty line
The club owner said I need to calm down
Security guard go to sweating me now **** drunk
Then a mother**** threaten me now
She getting crunk in the club, I mean she work
And then I like to see the female twerking
Taking the clothes off Buckey naked
ATL, **** don't disrespect it
Pa pop yo **** like this
'Cause Ying Yang Twins in this ****
Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz with me
And we all like to see ****
Now bring yo **** over here ****
And let me see you get low
If you want this thug
Now take it to the floor
And if yo **** you can keep your ****
Where you at?
[Chorus]
Three, six, nine, **** she fine
Hoping she can sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
To the window, to the wall
Till the sweat drop down my ****
To all these **** crawl
To all skeet skeet ****
All skeet skeet God d****
To all skeet skeet ****
All skeet skeet God ****
[Chorus]
Let me see you get low
You scared, you scared
Drop that **** to the floor
You scared, you scared
Let me see you get low
You scared, you scared
Drop that **** to the floor
You scared, you scared
Pop that ****, shake it fast
Pop that **** to the left and the right
Pop that ****, shake it fast
Pop that **** to the left and the right
Now back, back, back it up
Back, back, back it up
Aye back, back, back it up
Aye back, back, back it up
Now stop, then wiggle with it
Stop, then wiggle with it
Stop, then wiggle with it
Stop, then wiggle with it, wiggle with it
[Chorus]
Three, six, nine, **** she fine
Hoping she can sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
To the window, to the wall
Till the sweat drop down my ****
To all these **** crawl
To all skeet skeet mother****
All skeet skeet God ****
To all skeet skeet mother****
All skeet skeet God ****
[Verse 2]
Now give me my dough back go get your friend
Stupid **** standing there while I'm drinking my hen
Steady looking at me, still asking questions
Times up **** pass me another contestant
**** move to the left if you ain't 'bout fifty
Done talk through three or four songs already
Looking at a **** with yo palm out ****
I ain't even seen you dance
Twerk something baby
Work something baby
Pop yo **** on the pole
Do yo thing baby
Slide down that **** a little bit then stop
Get back on the floor, catch your balance then drop
Now bring it back up, clap yo **** like hands
I just wanna see yo **** dirty dance
Ying Yang, we did done again
And put it on the map like an
[Chorus]
Three, six, nine, **** she fine
Hoping she can sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
To the window, to the wall
Till the sweat drop down my ****
To all these **** crawl
To all skeet skeet mother****
All skeet skeet God ****
To all skeet skeet mother****
All skeet skeet God ****
[Verse 3]
God **** ya y'all twerking a little bit ladies
But ya got to twerk a little bit harder than that
Now right now I need all the ladies that know they look good tonight
We want y'all to do this **** like this
Bend over to the front
Touch the toes back that **** up and down and get low
Bend over to the front
Touch the toes back that **** up and down and get low
[Chorus]
Three, six, nine, **** she fine
Hoping she can sock it to me one more time
Get low, get low, get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
To the window, to the wall
Till the sweat drop down my ****
To all these **** crawl
To all skeet skeet mother****
All skeet skeet God ****
To all skeet skeet mother****
All skeet skeet God ****
Written by: Deongelo Holmes, Eric Jackson, Jonathan Smith