Текст песни 2006 (feat. Abskull & Dee XCLSV) - Caden Swanigan

Now, playas (yeah)
I'mma need y'all niggas to lose all control
Now, ladies (yeah)
Lemme see you bad bitches get low, c'mon

Now, holla at me
Holla at me
Holla at me
Holla at me
I said holla at me
Holla at me
Holla at me
Holla at me

I said put your hands in the air like it's 2006
Mighta came here alone, but I'mma leave with a bitch
Now, slide with me (slide with me)
Slide with me (slide with me)
Slide with me (slide with me)
Slide with me (slide)
I said put your hands in the air like it's 2006
I got something up by sleeve, and it ain't a bag of tricks
Now, ride with me (ride with me)
Ride with me (ride with me)
Ride with me (ride with me)
Ride with me (ride)

Listen
Up on the verse (up on the verse)
I did it first (I did it first)
Girl, do your worst
Get loco
Start drinkin' shots (start drinkin' shots)
Start poppin' off (start poppin' off)
Show whatchu got (damn, whatchu got)
Get low, oh

Bend to the front (bend to the front)
And touch your toes (and touch your toes)
Then make it wiggle (make it wiggle)
Then make it roll (then make it roll)
Just shake that body (body)
Gotchu feeling naughty (naughty)
We don't go to clubs (what?)
We the fucking party

He want me get low
Like a limbo
I'm not no cheap hoe
Not dealing with no bimbo
Boy, I'm 2000s fine
I got men in long line
Wantin' to take my time, so you should take this as a sign
Wanna mess with me?
Better spend ya check
If you wanna hit it?
Better spend a check
My time is money, and I won't waste a sec
Put your hands in the air like 2006
When niggas balling in the club like the New York Knicks
And bitches was in the club just to have fun
And bitches was in the club just to have fun

I said put your hands in the air like it's 2006
Mighta came here alone, but I'mma leave with a bitch
Now, slide with me (slide with me)
Slide with me (slide with me)
Slide with me (slide with me)
Slide with me (slide)
I said put your hands in the air like it's 2006
I got something up by sleeve, and it ain't a bag of tricks
Now, ride with me (ride with me)
Ride with me (ride with me)
Ride with me (ride with me)
Ride with me (ride)

It's a quarter past 10, just left the crib
Headed to the club
Soon as i get to the spot
All the bitches show me love
I ain't trippin' on nothing
I'm sippin' on something
Bad girls to the front when they saw the kid stunting
'Cuz they know the story when I'm in the city
Watch on my left hand cost half a ticket
Bottle on my right hand ran a couple digits
So do your dance for me baby
'Cuz it's been a minute
The club going off, feel like 2006 (yes)
She dont know this life, so shes busy taking pics (yes)
Ballin way outta control (yes)
Feelin like knicks
We make it rain, david blaine, got a bag of tricks (yes)
We been at the top now for a couple summers
3:16, i'm a stole cold stunna
Know I pack a lethal weapon like im danny glover
6 side on top
Never going under