Lyrics Get Low - Funkadelic

Get Low

Flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flip flip flip flip flip, flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flippin' these tracks like a nigga know judo
Hop up on the Mothership, I’ll take you up to Pluto
Then we go to Mars, got me feelin' like Bruno
I’ma sit back and get high while you get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Get low, that your baby mother on the Mothership
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Funkadelic-Parliament, we on some other shit
ladies speaking Spanish call me Papi Chulo
Got me on InstaGram, will you take that photo?
So you lead a band, said you wanna go solo?
Bobbin', weavin' punches, don’t get hit by a bolo
Wanna keep goin'?
Don’t stop now!
Wanna keep goin'?
Hit it — well go head on then!
Flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flip flip flip flip flip, flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flippin' these tracks like a nigga know judo
Hop up on the Mothership, I’ll take you up to Pluto
Then we go to Mars, got me feelin' like Bruno
I’ma sit back and get high while you get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Get low, that your baby mother on the Mothership
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Funkadelic-Parliament, we on some other shit
Yes, yes, yes, who’s back?
Sativa Diva on some other shit
I got my bread up, now I’m cruisin' on this Mothership
Funk is in my DNA so we gon' keep it relevant
Hippies unite, but in spite, we gettin' hella fit
Blazing and shit, I keep the root on fire
Smokin' trees from overseas, I keep the roof on fire
It’s Funkadelic forever, see I ain’t tell no lie
I’m navigatin' this Mothership, how I stay so fly?
How- how I stay so high?
To where the fake don’t try
They throw the P in the air whenever- P in the air
Whenever- P in the air whenever I breeze by
See I’m as real as it gets, sex shit
They know who to call for that fire and brim spit
Flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flip flip flip flip flip, flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flippin' these tracks like a nigga know judo
Hop up on the Mothership, I’ll take you up to Pluto
Then we go to Mars, got me feelin' like Bruno
I’ma sit back and get high while you get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Get low, that your baby mother on the Mothership
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Funkadelic-Parliament, we on some other shit
That’s not yo' beat, that’s not yo' cheddar
That’s, that’s Jacob’s ladder
This here ain’t for kids ungrown
Man, get me that microphone, get yo' ass home
I put the in and every time my lyrics speak
I put the in and every time my lyrics speak
I put the in and every time my lyrics speak
I put the in and every time my lyrics speak
I put the in and every time my lyrics speak
I put the in and every time my lyrics speak
My mic get sick and catch a virus
You catch diarrhea for a week
Now plug that shit on up, making my noise like what the fuck
You can damn sure say anyone could cook a track
But the art is in flipping the damn thang
Flip flip flip flip flip flip flip
Flippin' these tracks like a nigga know judo
Hop up on the Mothership, I’ll take you up to Pluto
Then we go to Mars, got me feelin' like Bruno
I’ma sit back and get high while you get low
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Get low, that your baby mother on the Mothership
Get low, get low, get low, get low
Funkadelic-Parliament, we on some other shit