paroles de chanson Down - Instrumental - Kanye West , Chris Brown

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I wanna get down, down, down, down
Down, down, down
Get down
We can get down
Uh, Mr. West is in the building
Children, ladies
Call the shrink up, they about to go crazy
Hold your drinks up, like you was celebratin′
Hold your guns, if they is hella' hatin′
I'm so clean, and them they got rabies
I can see them through the lens of my Ray B
And wait fast
'Ye do you play fair?
Grab your remote, for the reason they made TiVO
Snap your Nikon′s with the icons with Nike′s on
I heard you like to do it with the lights on
But I really make babies when the mics on
Check out all my kids, that bought all my cribs
Got me out that apartment
You have got to pardon him
I am so retarded with a spit like a retarded kid that spits
Oops, I ain't mean to say that shit
I told my homie Chris, these chicks is dangerous
You need a girl that′s A list
Not one that's just barely made it on a list
′Cause from wall to wall
We got it poppin' right now
It′s a hundred girls, try'na get down down down
Baby girl, gotta tell you
Seen you somewhere before, you look familiar
You had a red shirt, Gucci slacks, and a Gucci bag to match
Tell me you remember that baby girl, but lady never mind that
Can I take you out later? And here's my contact
Can you do me this favor? Lemme spend this paper
On you ′cause it′s just sitting and let's just get it and go