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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Redman
Redman
Performer
DJ Kool
DJ Kool
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reggie Noble
Reggie Noble
Composer
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Dee Jay
Dee Jay
Recording Engineer
Demacio Castellon
Demacio Castellon
Mixing Engineer

Lirik

Yeah
Oh Oh
Yeah
Yeah, get ****
Redman got fire ****
Shots are in your hood when I'm high ****
Shots of Cuervo are fuckin up my liver
Shots from the cameras on my ****
Girlfriend drunk, so I'll jump around with her
I step inside, you're quiet like a mime ****
My watch do more things than James Bond ****
I'm gonna do it now, I ain't gonna try ****
(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 **** on the left side
And whole muthafuckas smokin' on the right side
You sayin' "fuck Gillahouse" **** likewise
This is how I walk up on your ho - hey
Put it down
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(We gots to get down, **** you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
(Get ****)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(We gots to get down, **** you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
Who am I ****
That dude who arrive ****
With a blueprint to all your supply ****
Fifteen percent tint on the 'fire ****
Sometimes I don't know what's inside ****
Let me show you how bricks get it live ****
The Time Warner's of the block, showtime ****
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 **** on the east side
And whole **** get high on the west side
A punk **** outta line, he get checked like
I roll up on his ho and say - hey
Put it down
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(We gots to get down, **** you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
(Get ****)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(We gots to get down, **** you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
Look in my eyes ****
You see a great ball of fire ****
My trail is blazin, that's right, I'm high ****
A hard hip hop hitman for hire ****
My rims are so big, I fucked my alignment up
Grown as hell, I don't throw signs ****
I continue to Flipmode's like Rhy ****
Barbershop talk, come get you a line ****
It's permanent press steam on the iron ****
(Put it down, put it down, put it down girl)
Wherever you pop shit you get found there
Bitch you hot, little tacky with the horse hair
Gillahouse, it's your year and it's on baby
Where them high muthafuckas on the left side
I know there's drunk muthafuckas on the right side
You sayin' "fuck Redman" **** likewise
This is how I talkin to your ho - hey
Put it down
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(We gots to get down, **** you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
(Get ****)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(We gots to get down, **** you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we get it down)
Gillahouse
Gotti Click
Yo Brick City, you know what it is
Holla atcha fuckin' boy
Bring 'em back
Written by: Reggie Noble, Timothy Mosley
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