Akon Take It Down Low Lyrics

[Intro]

I like that
You like that?
Yeah, I like that
You like that?
Yeah, I like that
You like that?
Yeah, I like that

[Akon - Verse 1]

Stand off
I’m turned on
Is that your girl?
Then why she’s watching us?
She wanna leave
I’m ready to go
We could go at the back
So don’t nobody know

Look at you girl
She’s all over me,
Nicky minaj be my little friend
The baddest bitch up in the club,
If you’re looking forward
Sure you’re looking for me to let me love

Let me love you, girl
Show me love
Let me love you, girl
Show me love
Let me love you, girl
Let me love
Before I take you home
You gotta take it low

[Chorus]

Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!

You like that?
Yeah, I like that
You like that
Yeah, I like that
You like that?
Yeah, I like that

[Akon - Verse 1]

I’m a male lunair
You can call me quinter
I’mma eat ya, the meet ya then teach ya
Kama sutra
You don’t need your computer, girl
I’mma be your tutor
If your man ain’t popping his eyes, he’s a loser

Take ya home, we fool around,
Rub all your body
Then i’ll lay you down
Me want you,
You want me,
Like your favorite song

Put it on repeat

Let me love you, girl
Show me love
Let me love you, girl
Show me love
Let me love you, girl
Let me love
Before I take you home
You gotta take it low [Chorus]

Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!

[Chris Brown - Verse]

She’s all about
Watch her breaking down
Her booty swirl
Her ass shake the ground, pop that booty now
Pop that, pop that booty now
Pop that booty now
Pop that, pop that booty now!
Breezy in this bitch, I make them yell, I make they holler
What you’re talking about?
Hell yeah, I got them dollars
And money on their mind
Money money on their mind
And my presidents is going in the air when she whines on my
Body mile she’s from the south she’s dancing on my room
After that I give her...and she dances on pole
Up and down just like her go
Give her a moment and then she’ll go
On the floor, on the floor,
Take it down, take it down, down

For all the stupids on my hitlist
Watch how many rags I blow
They say this look is best for my...
I know, I know, I know
And i’ve got ‘em all taking off their clothes
And i’ve got ‘em all working on that pose
I’m the bomb like...akon what you’re waiting on?

[Chorus]

Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!
Take it down, take it down
Take it down low!

You like that?
Yeah, I like that
You like that
Yeah, I like that
You like that?
Yeah, I like that

Take it low girl
Take it low girl
Oh yeah