paroles de chanson Put It Down - T-Pain, Raymond Fein, Teddy Penderazdoun & Teddy Verseti
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
Hey,
baby,
give
me
a
reason
so
I
can
Touch
it
how
I
want
to
(touch
it
how
I
want
to)
And
make
love
to
you
how
them
other
lame
niggas
want
to
Go
on,
girl,
what
you
gon'
do?
On
my
nappy
head
you
can
pull
my
nappy
dreads
if
you
want
to
Shawty,
I'm
a
put
it
on
you
And
make
you
think
that
you
the
girl
that
I
be
singing
all
my
songs
to
You
got
me
thinking
that
me
and
you
went
to
drinkin'
When
you
sippin'
that
Patron
we
been
and
got
it
on,
boo
But
for
now
we
just
sit
and
chill
You
never
had
love
making
like
this
for
real
Come
on,
baby,
you
just
appeal
Now
take
it
slow,
let
me
take
it
down
low,
let's
go,
let's
go
So
you
know
it's
about
to
go
down
now
(go
down
now)
Speed
it
up,
baby,
can't
slow
down
now
(slow
down
now)
Tell
ya
closet
freak
she
can
come
out
now
(come
out
now)
Why
you
think
they
call
me
Teddy
Penderazdoun?
And
now
I
know
You
didn't
expect
me
to
go
low
Now
you
know
From
the
top
to
bottom,
now
that
I
got
you
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
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'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
You
got
a
nigga
all
swole
like
a
T-pain
show
in
Tallahassee
Never
put
that
ass
on
hold,
I'm
to
nasty
Don't
ever
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
good
tongue
Tryin'
tell
me
not
to
do
like
you
don't
want
none
Tryin'
to
sit
up
in
the
bed,
tryin'
to
act
all
calm
Acting
like
it
ain't
good,
tryin'
to
hold
that
cum
But
you
know
that
I'm
the
best,
you
know
your
Teddy
Verset
It's
the
first
ten
minutes,
you
ain't
felt
shit
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
handcuffs
you
That's
the
freaky
shit;
I
keep
on
skeeting
shit
and
leaving
leaky
shit
I
take
her
ass
back
to
the
church,
a
preacher
and
deacon
shit
I'm
beating
it;
let's
try
computer
love,
I
keep
deleting
it
I'm
fucking
under
the
dresser,
The
bedroom
floor,
and
the
sheets
and
shit
And
now
I
know
You
didn't
expect
me
to
go
low
Now
you
know
From
the
top
to
bottom,
now
that
I
got
you
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
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'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
What
you
doing?
Take
ya
pants
off
Not
that
fast;
do
it
slower
You
gon'
kill...
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'm
a
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)
I
bet
he
can't
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,
now
that
I
got
you
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
I'm
a
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
stick,
oh
And
now
I
know
You
didn't
expect
me
to
just
Turn
you
'round,
spread
it
out,
and
put
it
down
![T-Pain, Raymond Fein, Teddy Penderazdoun & Teddy Verseti - Epiphany](https://pic.Lyrhub.com/img/6/m/h/x/e_xw2hxhm6.jpg)
1 Calm Doun
2 Reggae Night
3 Time Machine
4 I Got It
5 Tipsy
6 Let the Bass Drop
7 Bartender
8 Church
9 69
10 Show U How
11 Backseat Action
12 Put It Down
13 Yo Stomach
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