Album Name

Epiphany

Artist

T-Pain

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2007.06.18

Release Agency

-

Put It Down (Feat. Ray, Teddy Penderazdoun & Teddy Verseti) - T-Pain
Hey what's up girl
what took you so long
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 niggaz 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 was singing
all my songs to
You got me thinking me
and you went to drinking
and sippin on that patron
we done been got it on boo
But for now
we just sit and chill
You never had love
making like this for real
Come on baby its just appeal
Now take it slow and let
me take it down low
Lets go lets go
So you know its about
to go down now
Speed it up baby
cant slow down now
Tell ya closet freak
she can come out now
Why you think they
call me teddy penderassdown
And now
I know you didn't expect me
to go low
Now you know
From the top to bottom
and now that I got you
I'ma stick stick stick
stick sting ooh
stick stick stick
stick sting
And now I know you didn't
expect me to just
turn you round spread it out
and put it down
From the top to the bottom
and now that I got you
I'ma stick stick stick
stick sting ooh
stick stick stick
stick sting
You got a nigga
on swoll like a
T pain show in Tallahassee
Never put that ass on
hold I'm to nasty
Don't never
underestimated T pain
You should have known
when I was biting
on you belly button chain
That you are about
to receive some of
that guitar tongue
Tryna tell me like
you don't want none
Tryna sit up in the bed
tryna act all calm
Acting like it aint good
tryna hold that cum
But you know that
I'm the best
You kow you teddiverset
It's the first ten minutes
you aint felt shit yet
I got the whips
I got the chain
I got the handcuffs to
But aint none of that for me
I'm about to handcuff you
That's the freaky shit
I keep on skeeting shit
And making licky leaking shit
That take her ass
back to the church
preacher and deacon shit
I'm beating it lets try
computer love
I keep deleting it
I'm fucking 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 bottom
and now that I got you
I'ma stick stick stick
stick sting ooh
stick stick stick
stick sting
And now I know you didn't
expect me to just
turn you round spread it out
and put it down
From the top to the bottom
and now that I got you
I'ma stick stick stick
stick sting ooh
stick stick stick
stick sting
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 let a nigga
slide in them guts
My little man wanna hide
them guts
I'ma take my
Tick tick tick tick tick
Tick tick tick tick
time with them guts
And baby girl
when I'm in them guts
You aint gotta
worry bout ya man cause
I bet he cant do it like me
nope nope
And now
I know you didn't expect me
to go low
Now you know
From the top to bottom
and now that I got you
I'ma stick stick stick
stick sting ooh
stick stick stick
stick sting
And now I know you didn't
expect me to just
turn you round spread it out
and put it down