CHRIS LOWE - Let's Go lyrics

rate me

(feat. Fort Knox)

Yeah, Chris Lowe

(Okay, it's Fort Knox; Chuck Chillout - let's go)

[Verse One: Chris Lowe]

I'm in line to see the club rock

Fly shorties all over lookin too hot

Tryin to get a spot, tryin to see some ass drop

Bend over, let me put it in a padlock

Backwards, full of hydro

In New York, or New Haven, or Chicago

Oh yeah, by the way, my name Chris Lowe

Move ya hips lows, love it when ya lips blow

Damn - shorty's standin by the coat check

Tryin to get her on the mic for a throat check

Chris poke her first night, that's a sure bet

Got her so wet, on her jeans, full jet

Damn, mami get me stuck

With them tight-ass jeans and she lickin her lips

Shake your ass like you havin a seizure

And girl we gon' freak for a week in the beat so let's go

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Let's go, I'm feelin ya flow

Yo' lips and yo' eyes, hips and yo' thighs (let's go)

Let's go, it's Knox and Chris so

We gon' take you on a ride and make it worldwide (let's go)

[Verse Two: Fort Knox]

Knox smoke trees by the ounces

Bumrush the club, I'm bigger than the bouncers (move)

I turn accounts to a trampoline

And my stroke so good it'll cramp a spleen (yeah)

I'm tryin to find me a go-go chick

That can bounce up and down on my pogo stick (bounce)

I'm tellin you girl, your ass is the one

More junk in your trunk than +Sanford & Son+ (oh no!)

And baby girl had a thong made of licorice (okay)

Real ticklish, kiss her on her clitoris

All the chicks wanna check for me

They call me Robo-Knox, I'm a sex machine

And I like 'em real thick like a milkshake (real thick)

With a sick waist, shake it 'til ya hips break

Knox be the same night Knox freak her

Spray white shit on her face like Noczema, let's go

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Chris Lowe]

She got a ass like Gabrielle Union's

I wanna smash, put somethin in the womb and

Shorty face like Vivica Fox

I only hit it one time and I pass it to Knox

Full blast and we chillin with Chuck

And she know she gon' get it if she get in the truck

I like the style, I like your strut

Shake your ass all wild, not givin a fuck

[Verse Four: Fort Knox]

Body right and brain is amazin

Shorty ran more trains than Penn Station

Stay right and keep my pen blazin

My flow's a burnin sensation

So back it up, girl put it in my lap

I take yo' ass home, then you know it's a wrap

Let's get it goin on, yo you know where it's at

I got you, your man ain't gettin you back (let's go)

[Chorus]