This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Shorty crunk, so fresh, so clean
"Can she fuck?" That question been harassin' me
In the mind, this bitch is fine
I done came to the club 'bout fifty 'leven times
Now, can I play with yo' panty line?
The club owner say I need to calm down
Security guards go to sweatin' me now
Nigga drunk than a mothafucka, threaten me now
She gettin' crunk in the club, I mean, she work it
And then I like to see them females twerkin'
Takin' her clothes, off buck naked
ATL ho, don't disrespect it
P-Pop yo' pussy like this
'Cause Yin Yang Twins in this B-I-itch
Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz with me
And we all like to see ass and titties
Now bring yo' ass over here, ho
And let me see you get low if you want this thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor)
And if yo' ass wanna act (what?)
Then you can keep ya ass where you at
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Let me see you get low (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass to the floor (you scared, you scared)
Let me see you get low (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass to the floor (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass, ayy, shake it fast ayy
Pop that ass to the left and the right, ayy
Drop that ass, ayy, shake it fast ayy
Pop that ass to the left and the right, ayy
Now back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Ayy, back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Ayy, back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Ayy, back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Now stop (oh), then wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Stop (oh), then wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Stop (oh), then wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Stop (oh) then wiggle wit' it, wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Now give me my dub back, go an get ya friend
Stupid bitch standin' there while I'm drinkin' my Hen'
Steady lookin' at me, still askin' questions
Time's up, nigga, pass me another contestant
Ho, move to the left if you ain't 'bout fifty
Done talk through three or four songs already
Lookin' at a nigga with yo' palm out
Bitch, I ain't even seen you dance
Twerk somethin' baby, work somethin' baby
Poppin' pussy on the pole, do yo' thang baby
Slide down that bitch a little bit, then stop
Get back on the floor, catch yo' balance, then drop
Now bring it back up, clap yo' ass like hands
I just wanna see yo' ass dirty dance
Yin Yang, we done it again
And put it on the map like, "hah"
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Goddamn (goddamn)
Yeah, y'all twerkin' a little bit ladies (a little bit)
But ya got to twerk it a little harder then that (a little harder)
Right now I need all the ladies that know they look good tonight (where my sexy ladies?)
We want y'all to just do this shit like this
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Shorty crunk, so fresh, so clean
"Can she fuck?" That question been harassin' me
In the mind, this bitch is fine
I done came to the club 'bout fifty 'leven times
Now, can I play with yo' panty line?
The club owner say I need to calm down
Security guards go to sweatin' me now
Nigga drunk than a mothafucka, threaten me now
She gettin' crunk in the club, I mean, she work it
And then I like to see them females twerkin'
Takin' her clothes, off buck naked
ATL ho, don't disrespect it
P-Pop yo' pussy like this
'Cause Yin Yang Twins in this B-I-itch
Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz with me
And we all like to see ass and titties
Now bring yo' ass over here, ho
And let me see you get low if you want this thug
Now take it to the floor (to the floor)
And if yo' ass wanna act (what?)
Then you can keep ya ass where you at
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Let me see you get low (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass to the floor (you scared, you scared)
Let me see you get low (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass to the floor (you scared, you scared)
Drop that ass, ayy, shake it fast ayy
Pop that ass to the left and the right, ayy
Drop that ass, ayy, shake it fast ayy
Pop that ass to the left and the right, ayy
Now back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Ayy, back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Ayy, back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Ayy, back (ah), back, back it up (ah)
Now stop (oh), then wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Stop (oh), then wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Stop (oh), then wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Stop (oh) then wiggle wit' it, wiggle wit' it (yeah)
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Now give me my dub back, go an get ya friend
Stupid bitch standin' there while I'm drinkin' my Hen'
Steady lookin' at me, still askin' questions
Time's up, nigga, pass me another contestant
Ho, move to the left if you ain't 'bout fifty
Done talk through three or four songs already
Lookin' at a nigga with yo' palm out
Bitch, I ain't even seen you dance
Twerk somethin' baby, work somethin' baby
Poppin' pussy on the pole, do yo' thang baby
Slide down that bitch a little bit, then stop
Get back on the floor, catch yo' balance, then drop
Now bring it back up, clap yo' ass like hands
I just wanna see yo' ass dirty dance
Yin Yang, we done it again
And put it on the map like, "hah"
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
Goddamn (goddamn)
Yeah, y'all twerkin' a little bit ladies (a little bit)
But ya got to twerk it a little harder then that (a little harder)
Right now I need all the ladies that know they look good tonight (where my sexy ladies?)
We want y'all to just do this shit like this
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Bend over to the front, touch ya toes
Back that ass up and down and get low (get low)
Three, six, nine, damn, she fine
Hopin' she can sock it to me one mo' time
Get low (get low), get low (get low)
Get low (get low), get low
To the window (to the window)
To the wall (to the wall)
'Til the sweat drop down my balls (my balls)
'Til all these bitches crawl (crawl)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet, goddamn (goddamn)
'Til all skeet-skeet mothafucka (mothafucka)
'Til all skeet-skeet goddamn (goddamn)
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Get Low Lyrics as written by Eric Jackson Deongelo Holmes
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