Meat Loaf
Put It Down
[Intro: Method Man, Timbaland & Redman]
I got it, c'mon n***a
Yeah
Oh Oh
Yeah, yo

[Verse 1: Redman & Timbaland]
Yeah get, n***a, Redman got fire n***a
Shots'll ring your hood when I'm high n***a
Shots of Cuervo are fucking up my liver
Shots from the cameras on my n***as
Girlfriend drunk, so I'll jump around with her
I step inside, you're quiet like a mime n***a
My watch do more things than James Bond n***a
I'm gonna do it now, I ain't done trying n***a
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 Timbs, Air Force, or Converse
Let me see the high n***as on the left side
And hope muthafuckas smokin on the right side
You sayin "Fuck Gillahouse" n***a likewise
This is how I walk up on your ho - "Hey!"
Put it down

[Hook]
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(N***as, you gots to get down, n***as you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches, you gots to get down, show you how we put it down)
(Get n***a)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(N***as, you gots to get down, n***as you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we put it down)
[Verse 2: Redman & Timbaland]
Who am I n***a? That dude who arrive n***a
With a blueprint to all your supply n***a
Fifteen percent tint on the 'fire n***a
Sometimes I don't know what's inside n***a
Let me show you how Bricks get it live n***a
The Time Warner's of the block, showtime n***a
I hit a chick, kick her out, I ain't battling her
A goldigger 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***as on the east side
And hope n***as get high on the west side
A punk n***a outta line, he get checked like
I roll up on his ho and say "Hey!"
Put it down

[Hook]
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(N***as, you gots to get down, n***as you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches, you gots to get down, show you how we put it down)
(Get n***a)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(N***as, you gots to get down, n***as you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we put it down)
[Verse 3: Redman & Timbaland]
Look in my eyes n***a, you see a great ball of fire n***a
My trail is blazing, that's right, I'm high n***a
A hard hip hop hitman for hire n***a
My rims are so big, I fucked my alignment up
Grown as hell, I don't throw signs n***a
I continue to Flipmode's like Rha Digga
Barbershop talk, come get you a line n***a
It's permanent press steam on the iron n***a
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" n***a likewise
This is how I walk up to your ho - "Hey!"
Put it down

[Hook]
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(N***as, you gots to get down, n***as you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches, you gots to get down, show you how we put it down)
(Get n***a)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(N***as, you gots to get down, n***as you gots to get down)
Put it down, put it down, put it down
(Bitches you gots to get down, show you how we put it down)
[Outro]
Gillahouse
Gotti Clique
Yo Brick City, you know what it is
Holla atcha fuckin boy
Bring em back