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redman - put it down lyrics

(feat. timbaland)

[timbaland]
yeah
oh oh

[redman]
yeah

[timbaland]
yeah, get n-gg-

[verse 1]
redman got fire n-gg-
shots are in your hood when i’m high n-gg-
shots of cuervo are f-ckin up my liver
shots from the cameras on my n-gg-s
girlfriend drunk, so i’ll jump around wit her
i step inside, you’re quiet like a mime n-gg-
my watch do more things than james bond n-gg-
i’m gonna do it now, i ain’t gonna try n-gg-
(put it down, put it down, put it down girl)
you better grind, cause you ain’t spending mine girl
when timbaland plan and i’ll do the ground work
whether you in tims, air force, or converse
let me see the high n-gg-s on the left side
and whole m-th-f-ckas smokin on the right side
you sayin “f-ck gillahouse” n-gg- likewise
this is how i walk up on your ho – hey
put it down

[hook]
put it down, put it down, put it down
(we gots to get down, n-gg-s you gots to get down)
put it down, put it down, put it down
(b-tches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
(get n-gg-)
put it down, put it down, put it down
(we gots to get down, n-gg-s you gots to get down)
put it down, put it down, put it down
(b-tches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)

[verse 2]
who am i n-gg-
that dude who arrive n-gg-
with a blueprint to all your supply n-gg-
fifteen percent tint on the ‘fire n-gg-
sometimes i don’t know what’s inside n-gg-
let me show you how bricks get it live n-gg-
the time warner’s of the block, showtime n-gg-
i hit a chick, kick her out, i ain’t battlin her
a golddigger i can see the green mile in her
(put it down, put it down put it down fool)
the flashy ones get robbed in the bathroom
“yo get up, yo it’s jewelry – it’s costume” (hahaha)
rollin like drunk cowboys at high noon
let me see the high n-gg-s on the east side
and whole n-gg-s get high on the west side
a punk n-gg- outta line, he get checked like
i roll up on his ho and say – hey
put it down

[hook]

[verse 3]
look in my eyes n-gg-
you see a great ball of fire n-gg-
my trail is blazin, that’s right, i’m high n-gg-
a hard hip hop hitman for hire n-gg-
my rims are so big, i f-cked my alignment up
grown as h-ll, i don’t throw signs n-gg-
i continue to flipmode’s like rhy n-gg-
barbershop talk, come get you a line n-gg-
it’s permanent press steam on the iron n-gg-
(put it down, put it down, put it down girl)
wherever you pop sh-t you get found there
b-tch you hot, little tacky with the horse hair
gillahouse, it’s your year and it’s on baby
where them high m-th-f-ckas on the left side
i know there’s drunk m-th-f-ckas on the right side
you sayin “f-ck redman” n-gg- likewise
this is how i talkin to your ho – hey
put it down

[hook]

[outro]
gillahouse
gotti click
yo brick city, you know what it is
holla atcha f-ckin boy

bring em back

- redman lyrics

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