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---------- Dip It Low ---------- Says he wants you He says he needs you It's real talking when I make him wait for you If he really wants you If he really needs you Really got to have you Take your time and feel him out When it's a good boy I mean a really really good boy Why not let him lay with you That's when you give it to him good Dip it low Pick it up slow Roll it all around Poke it out like your back broke Pop pop pop that thing Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" Dip it low Pick it up slow Roll it all around Poke it out like your back broke Pop pop pop that thing Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" You getting bold He growin' cold It's just the symptoms of young love Growin' old You think it's time And your thinking of leaving But give it time It's late at night He's coming home Meet him at the door with nothin' on Take him by the hair Let him know what's on If you understand me Yall come on All my ladies wine it up If you know just how to move (mooove) All my fellas jump behind And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy) All my ladies wine it up If you know just how to move All my fellas jump behind And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh) Dip it low Pick it up slow (ohhh) Roll it all around Poke it out like your back broke Pop pop pop that thing Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him) Dip it low (ouhhh) Pick it up slow Roll it all around Poke it out like your back broke Pop pop pop that thing Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" We can move if you wanna We can move if you wanna We can mooove if you wanna We can mooooooove... Dip it low Pick it up slow (slowww) Roll it all around (ohhhh) Poke it out like your back broke Pop pop pop that thing (yeah) Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" Dip it low Pick it up slow Roll it all around Poke it out like your back broke (come on come on come on) Pop pop pop that thing Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ooooh) ---------- Dip It Low ---------- A touch of sensuality in there yeah...... No shit..... _________________________________________________________________
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