Lyrics: Rick Rubin/Michael Diamond/Adam Nathaniel Yauch/Adam Horovitz/Eric Jackson/Isaac Hayes III/Deongelo Holmes
Music: Rick Rubin/Michael Diamond/Adam Nathaniel Yauch/Adam Horovitz/Eric Jackson/Isaac Hayes III/Deongelo Holmes
Everybody in the club in the heat
************* get to poppin' when we holdin' the beat
******* throwin' up, they posin' hands
Ass keep poppin' out these female pants
Every mother******* sippin' on liquor
See the crunker they be gettin' when they be drinkin' a beer
And they be pullin' on a momma like, "************* come here"
Pullin' on a momma like, "************* come here"
I'm Santa Claus, didn't you hear?
Tell Johnny Saint ************* what you want this year
And we might get it to yo' ass by the summer
Who? Peter Pancakin' with a thumper
You, know we crank the club
Black magic in here, so drank it up
And you gon' be just as drunk as us
You gon' be just as drunk as us
Fin' to take it to the stage, drop
Put it all in yo' face, drop
Make it flow in the place, drop
'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Now let me put you up on somethin' different
All female need to pay attention
I wanna see you gyrate on the flo'
Move your body, body like you want this dough
This one right here for the sexy girl
With a two piece on go on work it girl
She'll make you keep comin', spendin' yo' money
When yo' mind need to be on yo' woman
But the way she move you hypnotized
Now you got ************* all in your eyes
Aye, bartender bring another round
Tips shorty on the pole, start slidin' down
************* it, might as well make it rain
'Cause ************* all around you callin' yo' name
They know what they got and they know how to use it
Drop that mother******* to the music
Fin' to take it to the stage, drop
Put it all in yo' face, drop
Make it flow in the place, drop
'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
When you see her on the flo'
You know she droppin' to the music
Yup, yup, we like that
Yup, yup, yup, yup, we like that
Put it all in yo' face
And still be droppin' to the music
Yup, yup, we like that
Yup, yup, yup, yup, we like that
Drop that mother*******, drop
Drop that mother*******, drop
Breakin' it down and makin' your rounds
On my house, see you the baddest ************* in the town
Layin' it down, they like the way she screw up the ground
Screw up the ground
Round and around she went representin' for the rent and the presidents
Hella thick, quick like some instant grits
Boy that's it, hot out the mother******' oven
Buzzin', plus she doin' the *************t that you lovin'
Fin' to take it to the stage, drop
Put it all in the face, drop
Make it flow in the place, drop
'Fore a little buddy gotta bank, drop just to see you
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop that mother*******, drop that mother*******
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop, drop, drop, drop