Rye Rye
Rye Rye
Rye Rye & Porcelain Black
Rye Rye & Akon
Rye Rye
Rye Rye & M.I.A.
Rye Rye
Rye Rye & M.I.A.
Rye Rye
Rye Rye
Rye Rye & Tyga
Rye Rye
Rye Rye & M.I.A.
Rye Rye
Rye Rye
Rye Rye & M.I.A.
Rye Rye & Robyn
Drop to the floor, it's nothing, drop to the floor, it's nothing
It's scraping on the floor, it's scraping on the floor
Back it, back it up and gimme some more
And then I, I bring it down low and get low, with it
Low with it, I'm saying, go get it
Get up, go, get it, move your body real slow with it
Get up, slow with it, I'm saying, go with it
Get up, go, get it
I wanna back it up on a fly boy chillin' over there
I wonder if he noticed that I want him over here
I see him watching her, so I shake my derrière
I drop it down low, I put my booty in the air
And I'm a rockstar so you know I don't care
Doing fly girl shit, with fly girl hair
And I'm so sicker than your average chick
I'm a hood girl doing white girl shit
Drop to the floor, it's nothing, drop to the floor, it's nothing
It's scraping on the floor, it's scraping on the floor
Back it, back it up and gimme some more
And then I, I bring it down low and get low, with it
Low with it, I'm saying, go get it
Get up, go, get it, move your body real slow with it
Get up, slow with it, I'm saying, go with it
Get up, go, get it
And I hope I got time to be joking
Boys in the back sm-moking
And then it's hot up on the dance floor, roastin'
And fake chicks and my face keep pulsing
I'm lookin' at him real smooth like cool whip
He lookin' at me like, "Girl, how you do this? "
I brought my hips real slow, we can do it
It's getting rough girl, go music
Drop to the floor, it's nothing, drop to the floor, it's nothing
It's scraping on the floor, it's scraping on the floor
Back it, back it up and gimme some more
And then I, I bring it down low and get low with it
Low with it, I'm saying, go get it
Get up, go, get it, move your body real slow with it
Get up, slow with it, I'm saying, go with it
Get up, go, get it
Move your body to the bass line
Dude, all on me got his hands around my waist line
Hurry up, I don't waste time
You rude boy, I heard it through the grape vine
You talking real slick, I like that
You blowing kiss kiss, blow right back
You can call me candy girl 'cause I'm so sweet
You can see the way I work so you know I'm not weak
Drop to the floor, it's nothing, drop to the floor, it's nothing
You can call me candy girl 'cause I'm so sweet
You can call me candy girl 'cause I'm so sweet
Drop the 808, so you know I'm goin' freak
Drop the 808, so you know I'm goin' freak
You can call me candy girl 'cause I'm so sweet
You can call me candy girl 'cause I'm so sweet
Drop the 808, so you know I'm goin' free
Drop the 808, so you know I'm goin' free
Na, na, na, na, na, na, work it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, stop, break it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, work it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, stop, break it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, work it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, stop, break it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, work it
Na, na, na, na, na, na, stop, break it
Yo, go, get it with your right leg, go, get it with your left leg
Go, get it with your cornbread, go, get it like a chicken head
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Everybody go, jump in, everybody go, jump in
Everybody go, jump in, everybody go, jump in
If you wanna wile out, jump in, gotta bring it back, jump in
Take back forth, jump in, gotta bring it back, jump in
Drop was written by Rye Rye & Bangladesh & Lazonate Franklin & Carla Henderson & Christine Taylor.
Drop was produced by Bangladesh.